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When I Was Water Wippin Lyrics

from Trap God 2

"When I Was Water Wippin" is track #3 on the album Trap God 2.
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(Intro)
DJ Scream in the hood, MMG representer
Alongside, my nigga DJ Spinz
And we present to the motherfuckin streets
Gucci Mane, Trap God 2 nigga!

(Verse)
I talk so much shit I wake a dead man up
And Im the methodman, you better call red man up
Im by myself man and yes I got my bread back up
You'd have better luck tryina rob a Brinks bank truck
8 ounces and a crush soda
Last month I damn near smoked the Range Rover
I bought a plank, correct the ceiling, put the strong in it
Im drinkin raw out the jar, caviar sippin
I might need a new prescription
These young hoes fuckin senior citizens
Damn, yer little sister granddaddy mistress
Sad, secretary suckin politicians
You mad, you know that Mr. cheatin on his Mrs.
Remember when I could just take a bitch to Wendys
But now these hoes say they wanna go to Sicily
But bitch you must be silly, wanna go to Piccadilly
Cuz I really Think you fake as hell like Milli Vanilli.

(Hook)
These hoes, mostly these niggas go broke for these hoes,
Big bad bully bunny be for these hoes
Married 30 years but he sleep with these hoes
Spending all his money, going out to eat
MOB mane, money over bitches
These niggas say they real but they just a bunch of bitches
Fuck the bedroom, point me to the kitchen
Baby girl where you was when I was water wippin?
When I was water wippin, when I was water wippin
Baby girl where you was when I was water wippin?
When I was water wippin, when I was water wippin
Fuck the bedroom, point me to the kitchen

(Verse)
Fuck the bedroom, point me to the kitchen
So many chickens in my kitchen, got my palms itchin
You suckin a rich nigga dick, you in a good position
You say yo baby daddy broke, bitch you really trippin
Wuts wrong wit ya? What kind of life you livin?
You wanna ball? Hit the mall or just eat Church's chicken
Gucci be really pimpin, I need just 30 minutes
And if you cool baby we can fuck every Wednesday
But you must pay attention, baby you got to listen
The first rules, that you cannot have hoes in my business
You know I ball relentless, pull up in Benz and Bentleys
And I dont wanna meet yo daddy, I aint fuckin friendly
I had 3 hundred 50 thousand, I was on the 20
Yo baby daddy broke, I bury his ass in fuckin 20s
Yea Im a fat nigga but all I want is fuckin skinnies
And I dont wanna fuck that bitch cuz she too fuckin skinny

(Hook)
These hoes, mostly these niggas go broke for these hoes,
Big bad bully bunny be for these hoes
Married 30 years but he sleep with these hoes
Spending all his money, going out to eat
MOB mane, money over bitches
These niggas say they real but they just a bunch of bitches
Fuck the bedroom, point me to the kitchen
Baby girl where you was when I was water wippin?
When I was water wippin, when I was water wippin
Baby girl where you was when I was water wippin?
When I was water wippin, when I was water wippin
Fuck the bedroom, point me to the kitchen

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