Trouble - Wet lyrics

[Chorus:] (Can't do that) Pus pus Wet pus Wet paint [x3] Fudge I'll fuss Can't do that What did I tell you [x19] [Verse 1:] The bigots are here like a mother f**ing convention p**y's so wet like a n*gga been spraying her with a water hose How did the sh** even get like that Where did the sh** even come from I've been evacuating from the back Sometimes it feel like my nose runs Well we hit the block with your shows on One of your favorite little shows on I put your favorite little hoes on Told her to put a little clothes on Good on that p**y you're so wrong Man we going through both thongs Crazy but she got a wet wet I play the game like a real vick I play the game like a redneck I stack my paper like this long [x2] Gotta get it up in there who got up in there He miss a year old you miss a year old You shouldn't try to be Earl That ain't even what that heifer here for [Chorus] [Verse 2:] f** the police Running it Tell in a bit Yeah Mr. Savage can't even tell it Your b**h in a bit but a ten on my side You can't even tell her She was s**ing me up anyway I was having a love today Made to follow one play Made her follow you one day Everybody getting up with Anybody who f** with Hit the block n*gga wit wit Me and Tameka Being crazy little mother f**er So we had to leave her [Chorus] [Outro:] (That's it man) What did I tell you [x3]