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
nuthin Then I heard somethin On the radio, I go to V.L. cuz they be stuntin Block hardy Hot Boys No you're not boys Wet Boys on their way with their
"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
2: x1] The 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)
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
[Chorus x2] You climb on a deal wet boys for real Each and every city club they should feel All playa hatas gotta bow and kneel If you try to trip you
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
their tight leather outfits and lookin sexin They got extensions in their hair wit the gold mouth And everytime that bitch speak you can hear the south No disrespect to all others
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
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
limo make them others seem surreal breakin niggaz down like ivander hollyfield. [verse 2] 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
Big Daddy Kane was raw And I was right there on the first floor of the Palladium You never played a venue local college or a stadium A young boys (fiddin
I continue? I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song I let it hum to ya, the other one sing along Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
boys jealouso (bang bang) Mami make them other girls jealousa (bang bang) Then we make the club jealouso (bang bang) Make them girls jealousa (bang bang) Make them boys
a fresh line up, (ay) a nigga tied up, 'bout to have this Nigga face on smash.cause I gotta little bad bitch on stash In the back, got one wet tongue
is a video and the women want that cameo, I just want the panty hoes and I?m higher than Geronimo, and I got them tools, tell em boys it could get mechanical
is a video and the women want they cameo, I just want the panty hoes and I'm higher than Geronimo, And I got them tools, tell em boys to get my can of
