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Wet Boys Other

to sting with rain Bitch ya'll thank I can't prove it Set the date and lets do it Set cha' stage on fire and watch the wet boys run threw it See Reggie

"this shit gon' work" [?] she havin a baby I wanna why tha [?] You ridin Lex Doin your best and you play me soft That's why my boys tote them glocks

a ghetto prophet So by killin me still fulfill your empty pockets Could money bring you pain as well as money could bring you power They'll probably arrange some other

Wet Boys! The Wet Boys! (Put out the fire) The Wet Boys! The Wet Boys! (Put out the fire) The Wet Boys! The Wet Boys! (Put out the fire) The Wet Boys

never forget' Cause her lips were moist, a touch soft and wet We danced, to a funky tune And stared at each other in a smoke-filled room I said, "What

gosh, Joey, look at her butt Its so plump and round She looks like one of those punk rockers girlfriends Well I like big butts and I can not lie You other

the back We spend cash with each other Toss ass with each other And if a nigga play with us spin a bin with each other Fuckin right We click tight Nothin

back of a limo, make them others seem surreal Breakin' niggaz down like Evander Holyfield I'm on leer jets, know what make your face From your tears wet

sometin Keep it movin', keep it movin' (Runnin faster than the speed of a bullet) Keep it movin', keep it movin' along, keep it movin' along (Has more rhymes than any other