Wet Paint lyrics

by

Lil Wayne


[Intro]
Yeah n*gga, know what I'm talking 'bout n*gga?
We gotta fly mothaf*ckin' whip, you hear me?
We pull up, you heard me?
Feelin' like them hoes gon' f*ck your car huh?
Believe that, let's go

[Chorus]
pus*y like paint, pus*y wet candy
b*tches wanna f*ck my pus*y wet candy
pus*y like paint, pus*y like candy
b*tches wanna f*ck my pus*y wet candy
My ice so hot, car so clean (clean)
Leather so soft, b*tch you know what I mean
My money so long, game so strong
Hit the b*tch, break the b*tch, send the b*tch home

[Verse 1:]
See, I pull up in the Range n*gga gettin' this change
b*tches been watchin' me doin my thing
Headin' to the jet, pull up in a vet
b*tches in foreign country been waitin' on that 'X'
Pull up on another set, phone call 'bout sex
Baby girl hittin' me up tellin' me the pus*y wet
Seein' me on a eleven hundred, uptown we stuntin'
Uptown rep hunter, uptown get money
b*tch in a Harley, blowin' on the Marley
Baby givin' me brains like I just bought it
We ain't even trippin', money we flippin'
b*tches keep comin' and we keep dippin'
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
See I'm pullin' in the Phantom, tryin' to just handle it
b*tches give me brains on the side while we handle it
I get the money and then we go to [?]
Goin out of state n*gga, doin' it in other place n*gga
Kick it in the G4, know I had to let go
Right in her face n*gga, do it so we got mo'
Landed it on the island, that's what it is
n*ggas poppin' off but I get it how I live
Got the club tonight, so it's pus*y wet candy
Left the b*tch home so it's back out handlin'
Hoes all over, hoes all Rover
b*tch know we doin' it so the money's all over

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
She's a nasty b*tch n*gga, a gangsta hoe
Love suckin' di*k homie, that's for sho'
Models with the power, make it rain, make it shower
Model six foot with the money and the power
Fresh to death n*gga, car so clean
b*tches wanna f*ck my 400 machine
6 on the whip, 5 on the G4
5 on the Lambo, 5 for my new hoe
I ain't even trippin', spent a mil on the Bugatti
Two on the Spider, n*gga I got it, sh*t
Popped some bottles with the b*tches
I ain't trippin' on these b*tches
I be flippin' on them b*tches
[Chorus]
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