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Water on me call it wap
Designer drippin it's wap
Her booty water my gosh
Her pussy it's gushy, that wap
Bitch I'm the cream of the crop
My pockets stuffed up with knots
I had to pop out the box

Yeah, you can meet me at the top
He run up get popped in his top
All of my coupes got no top
She wanna have a ménage
Since a jit I been knew I would pop
I got money they all wanna flock
From the bottom belong at the top

Still got no love for no thot
Still got no love for no opp
You can get put in the box
On the block got the dope in my sock
Put extensions on all on my Glocks

Told that lil boy about fuckin with me
You can get put on a tee
My momma know it's big bloody business
I know my son he gone bleed
Astronomic status baby way overseas
I'm tryna turn up the team
I'm ducked off with a freak named Alicia in Charlotte
She like to play with them keys
All work and no play might just trap out the party
Still gotta take care of the fiends

Damn, I heard he work with the feds
Talking stupid we heard what he said
Just for that I put bread on his head
Damn, and his BM just sent me a text
2AM like come get in this bed
I think she wanna have sex

Water on me call it wap
Designer drippin it's wap
Her booty water my gosh
Her pussy it's gushy, that wap
Bitch I'm the cream of the crop
My pockets stuffed up with knots
I had to pop out the box

Yeah, you can meet me at the top
He run up get popped in his top
All of my coupes got no top
She wanna have a ménage
Since a jit I been knew I would pop
I got money they all wanna flock
From the bottom belong at the top



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Writer(s): Christopher Simms
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