The Alchemist - Wet Wipes lyrics

[Verse 1] Them n***as pumpin' dimes, trunk pumpin' mine I really make cake, you could call me Duncan Hines Had a drunken mind, club wobbled out Next stop, start trouble inside the waffle house Mmm, click the nine, yup skip the line Looked at home boy yo, your b**h is mine Had a little knife, tried to flick his shine Had a big gat, click clack, hit recline Don't ever complain, over no dumb dame See you big money, I'll turn 'em to chump change Let my muscles show, cause I'm like Russell Crowe Beautiful mind, took his b**h, hustle ho That was her boo, yes sir true But I collect the chicken, call me Perdue His ex-wife, a new s** life But ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it, go get ya wet wipes [Hook] Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes Go get ya wet wipes, go get ya wet wipes I see your head lights, they lookin' dead nice They got me sayin' D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-damn [Verse 2] They all comical, k**a k**a phenomenal Honored the honesty mommy illest villa I promise you I come once a year, I'm like the carnival They all talk about me, call 'em Donahue It's the Dom in you, nope it's the Cris in me The '06 Ricky D, less glitter b Your Sicily wristery, don't mean sh** to me Get with me physically, mentally, literally My henchmen, they lynch men They apply the appliances the wrench-men That's sentence ten, I've been attendin' Plaintiff, defendant, sentence, independence But it was said right, I was dead nice And I'm dead wrong, but you'll die dead right This red ice, chicken wings red rice But baby girl, go get ya wet wipes [Hook] [Verse 3] Y'all n***as know the deal, pop the golden seal Candy apple rain drops, Soul For Real No singer b, sling Heavy D Ready rock, k** a cop, steady b Stay steady please, say I bet he squeeze I ain't on it tonight, I need head for sheez I don't care if you're Japanese, Lebanese Chinese, Siamese, just be from the seven seas I was wrappin' a L, I got trapped in a smell Perfume, bag, hat, all matchin Chanel Ohh you a baller boo, how tall are you 5'6" 150, I need all of you She had a candy chocha, "como te llamas?" "Rosa" Lets be a family, let me hit, Sammy Sosa I know you first cla**, I'm a jet flight No take off, first get ya wet wipes