Lirik Lagu Wet My Whistle (feat. Sara Stokes) - Royce Da 5'9''
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[Sara Stokes]Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Adjust ya radioBoy you got me tripping, boy you got me trippingBaby wet my whistle, boy you got me trippingYou got me heatedSo won't you wet my whistle, boy you drive me crazyAnd I can't get enough
[Verse 1](It's him) With the B-to the Double O-MYou can feel the breeze from the Rover, the BenzYou can hear it over and over againAs I get closer and closer, thenRolling by the pose with the blow and the dro and the blend, with the soldier grinRolling by the sto' with the 4-0, sitting in my lap like Ice Cube way back whenBut we too grown, so we roll by a hoe in the two tone, Maybach Benz(He ain't even from the hood) sell it to the streetsNigga yelling that to me, you selling that for cheapYou best stick to walking, unless you'd like to be offed'enFor less then the price of a coffinNigga where them dollars at' Straighten up your faceI'm smelling you aroma, you hating up the placeBefore I start K'ing up the place, this is what you fearing
[Chorus: Sara Stokes + (Royce Da 5'9")]Adjust your radioBoy you got me tripping (This is what you hearing, Boom)Boy you got me tripping (This is what you hearing, Boom)Baby wet my whistle (Boom)Boy you got me tripping (This is for the trunks with them thangs in 'em, Boom)You got me heated (This is for the trunks with them thangs)So won't you wet my whistle' (Boom)Boy you drive me crazy (This is for the trunks with them thangs in 'em, Boom)And I can't get enough
[Verse 2]It's him, with the B-to the Double O-MYou can feel the breeze from the Rover, the BenzYou can hear it over and over againAs I get closer and closer, thenSounding like a plane on the landing stripWheels looking like fans on a whipBackseat of my Benz lets swing an episodeCome on, cheat on ya man ma, he don't have to knowI got a room like the Real World confessionalBooth, I only allow true professional(Can we turn the camera off')Uh-uh, that's a no(Can I put my shoes on ya seat')Uh-uh, that's a no, I bring a light to ya hood with meHop in this car and shine honey if you wanna be looking good with meYou see that full clip by him, like he that hood rich niggaRiding in that BF Goodrich tireMy status in the streets don't matterWhen the haters come thru like the static in the speakers
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]Boom, niggaz at the car wash looking (looking) scheming (scheming)Tires gleaming (gleaming) ya'll stay madAt the wood grain in the parque dashStash in the deck, albums banging (banging)Off the fiberglass of the Vette (like Boom)While we hanging, doing our thangMe and one of my mayne, it's a summertime thang
[Outro: Sara Stokes]Boom...haha...'I-CBoy you got me trippingBoy you got me heatedAnd I can't get enough
[Verse 1](It's him) With the B-to the Double O-MYou can feel the breeze from the Rover, the BenzYou can hear it over and over againAs I get closer and closer, thenRolling by the pose with the blow and the dro and the blend, with the soldier grinRolling by the sto' with the 4-0, sitting in my lap like Ice Cube way back whenBut we too grown, so we roll by a hoe in the two tone, Maybach Benz(He ain't even from the hood) sell it to the streetsNigga yelling that to me, you selling that for cheapYou best stick to walking, unless you'd like to be offed'enFor less then the price of a coffinNigga where them dollars at' Straighten up your faceI'm smelling you aroma, you hating up the placeBefore I start K'ing up the place, this is what you fearing
[Chorus: Sara Stokes + (Royce Da 5'9")]Adjust your radioBoy you got me tripping (This is what you hearing, Boom)Boy you got me tripping (This is what you hearing, Boom)Baby wet my whistle (Boom)Boy you got me tripping (This is for the trunks with them thangs in 'em, Boom)You got me heated (This is for the trunks with them thangs)So won't you wet my whistle' (Boom)Boy you drive me crazy (This is for the trunks with them thangs in 'em, Boom)And I can't get enough
[Verse 2]It's him, with the B-to the Double O-MYou can feel the breeze from the Rover, the BenzYou can hear it over and over againAs I get closer and closer, thenSounding like a plane on the landing stripWheels looking like fans on a whipBackseat of my Benz lets swing an episodeCome on, cheat on ya man ma, he don't have to knowI got a room like the Real World confessionalBooth, I only allow true professional(Can we turn the camera off')Uh-uh, that's a no(Can I put my shoes on ya seat')Uh-uh, that's a no, I bring a light to ya hood with meHop in this car and shine honey if you wanna be looking good with meYou see that full clip by him, like he that hood rich niggaRiding in that BF Goodrich tireMy status in the streets don't matterWhen the haters come thru like the static in the speakers
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]Boom, niggaz at the car wash looking (looking) scheming (scheming)Tires gleaming (gleaming) ya'll stay madAt the wood grain in the parque dashStash in the deck, albums banging (banging)Off the fiberglass of the Vette (like Boom)While we hanging, doing our thangMe and one of my mayne, it's a summertime thang
[Outro: Sara Stokes]Boom...haha...'I-CBoy you got me trippingBoy you got me heatedAnd I can't get enough
