When I Was Water Wippin - Gucci Mane

I talk so much shit I wake a dead man up

And I’m the milk man, you better call rent man up

I’m by myself man, and yes I ran my bread back up

You’ll have better luck tryna' rob a Brick Bank truck

Eight ounces and a Crush soda

Last month I damn near smoked a Range Rover

I buy a pint, crack the seal, and put a straw in it

I’m drinking raw out the jar, caviar sipping

I might need a new prescription

These young hoes fucking senior citizens

Dad, your little sister, granddaddy, mistress, sad

Secretary sucking politicians, you mad

You know that Mr. cheating on his Mrs.

Remember when I could just take a bitch to Wendy’s

But now these hoes say they wanna go to Sicily

But bitch you must be silly, wanna go to Piccadilly

Cause I really feel you fake as hell, like Milli Vanilli

These hoes, must of these niggas go broke for these hoes

Big bad bully but he beat for these hoes

Married thirty years but he sleep with these hoes

Spending all this money, going out to eat

M.O.B. man, 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

Fuck the bedroom, point me to the kitchen

So many chickens in my kitchen got my palms itching

You sucking a rich nigga dick, you in a good position

You say your baby daddy broke? Bitch you really tripping

What’s wrong with you, what kind of life you living?

You wanna ball, hit the mall, or just eat Church’s Chicken

Gucci be really pimping, I need just thirty minutes

And if you cool baby we could fuck every Wednesday

But you must pay attention, baby you got to listen

The first rule, that you cannot have hoes in my business

You know I ball relentless, pull up in Benz and Bentley’s

And I don’t wanna meet your daddy, I ain’t fucking friendly

I had three-hundred-fifty-thousand, I was only twenty

Your baby daddy broke, I bury his ass in fucking twenties

Yeah I’m a fat nigga, but all I ride is fucking skinny’s

And I don’t wanna fuck that bitch cause she to fucking skinny