Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wet T-Shirts, artist - Drapht. Album song Who Am I?, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 02.06.2005
Record label: Ada, The Ayems, Warner Music Australia
Song language: English
Wet T-Shirts |
| SBX won’t stop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| Girls keep running up the drum |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| Run a muck, don’t stop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| We gonna drink nonstop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| Check, check, hah |
| You never catch me flossing and such |
| Sitting in the modern Muharram with twenty titties for touch |
| Instead you might find Dazastah flying around a bar |
| Trying to drink 'till I see stars |
| Actually you probably never see me in the club |
| Rocking with dubs |
| I only hang out with a couple of jugs |
| A happy hour slut is what I am |
| Dissing the metrosexuals with alcoholics as fans |
| Watching you fools trying to hook these Arabi whores |
| You can’t pick up two dollars when it’s glued to the floor |
| I roll with queens able to beat up a soft snag |
| My girl will chop your balls off and keep it in her handbag |
| She see can take it home and throw a dog a snack |
| Fucking with my girl is my job, she’ll happily tell you that |
| Charlie Chimp boy swinging with style |
| Ready to get this Hip-Hop party wet and wild |
| While |
| SBX won’t stop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| Girls keep running up the drum |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| Run a muck, don’t stop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| We gonna drink nonstop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| Check, what, hah |
| I wanna see them clothes slipping off your body girl |
| You’re hot as hell |
| Crossed between Naomi Watt and Elle |
| I got a whirlwind charm, will swoop you off your feet |
| You’re the only one that I’ll ever let get on top of me |
| Spark the flame that never could be watered off |
| Going down, leaving your head rushing like Gorbachev |
| I’m sorta like the tortoise, slighted and slow |
| While you rabbits sleep, your girl feel the might of my flow, boy |
| And no boy, we don’t pump this for the club |
| It’s for the pub, I’m trying to get all your girlies up in the tub… boy |
| We’re like grubs, yeah we’re soon to be bare in the room of her parents house |
| and I’m all up in her bed, boy |
| Nothing is said, body language understandable |
| Eating me alive and looking up like she was cannibal |
| Mechanical movement, two become one, now |
| We rocking fucking sun up to sun down |
| SBX won’t stop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| Girls keep running up the drum |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| Run a muck, don’t stop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| We gonna drink nonstop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| SBX won’t stop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| Girls keep running up the drum |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| Run a muck, don’t stop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |
| We gonna drink nonstop |
| 'Til your clothes get wet, make your clothes get wet |