Wyclef Jean - Elton John lyrics

(Intro – Wyclef Jean & Young Thug) Wet, wet Jeffrey, long side Wyclef And the girls love the Shotta boys with big toys, yeah Swear to God I ain’t lying Ni**a you can’t do that (Pre Chorus – Young Thug) Bet it all, bet it all She pulled up in a Benz truck She nail it up, she nail it up She peaco*k wit the colors Middle finger, stick it up If you ain’t never gave no f**s Get behind her, put it in her bu*t Then beat it up (Chorus – Young Thug & Wyclef Jean) Wamp, wamp, she, wet, wet Mr. Jeffery Wamp, wamp, oh, bet that Jeffery Wamp-wamp, she wet-wet Jeffery Wamp, wamp, aye Jeffery, ohh Wamp, wamp, oh, wet-wet Mr. Jeffery Wamp, wamp, ni**a bet that Jeffery Wamp, wamp, oh, I’ma get you wet, wet Jeffery Wamp, wamp, lil mama, she wet, wet Jeffery, ohh Wamp, wamp, lil mama, she wet, wet Jeffery Wamp, wamp, lil mama, she should bet that Jeffery Wamp, wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Jeffery Lil mama should bet that Wet, wet, ay, bet that Wamp, wamp, oh, wet, wet Bet that, lil mama, wet, wet (Verse 1 – Young Thug) Bet that cause I’m 75% that lil mama got some wet, wet Psh, it’s wet-wet now she squirt it on the bed She squirt on me, we got a f**king mess Uh, I’m a vet but I’m ready to settle down I don’t wanna know what’s next It don’t matter what I do tonight Cause I’ma know you the best, best, best, yes I’m stand up like the cash talk to you baby You can rest I’ll let the bands walk to you baby Yeah fashion bop to you, ay 100 Zans, cracked up, talk to ya baby I ain’t never playing, you the main baby When I die, I’ma leave something for you baby Got an anniversary planned baby (Repeat Pre Chorus & Chorus) (Verse 2 – Wyclef Jean) Jeffery be easy After s** she gon wanna get married Seen many men on Maury Claiming the kid not my baby But taste the cake I gotta have a shower to the big red sofa chair Play truth or dare Jumping in the pool with no swim wear gear Kept me weird looking like a peaco*k Everytime we press….we won’t stop Feeling like the b block time shift Number one hits, she in love with the voodoo s** Flipping on the mat yo Like olympians in Rio, oh Blast off like the rocket man Piano scream so loud, dolphins hear the signal (Repeat Pre Chorus & Chorus) (Verse 3 – Young Thug) Bet it up, yeah yeah, bet it up, yeah When I f**k it I’ma f**king f**k it up yeah I ain’t pillow talking, ain’t tryna get stuck with A fat bi**h, f**k around and be your lunch Good problem, you can’t never and you stuck with it Girl I see you tryna inchy inchy up with me Long as you operate your own motherf**king business I’ma make sure that you never go without, get it Trap phone and its still on Big eyes, you can’t do wrong Good feet looking unique Pockets fat like Monique Got a trophy with the Rollie Now she acting like she owe me, owe me Yeah, you don’t ever ever owe me Good luck like a four leaf, four leaf (Repeat Pre Chorus & Chorus)