Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Water, artist - Tobe Nwigwe. Album song Tobe From The Swat, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.11.2017
Record label: Eta
Song language: English
Water |
between having thirst… regular thirst… and then there’s extreme thirst… |
The best solution… water, water, water… |
This that water (Water, water, water) |
This that, this that (Water, water, water) |
This that water (Water, water, water) |
This that (Water, water, water) |
Will you take a sip? |
Will you take a sip? |
Will you take a sip? |
Haters try to calcify but I’m too alkaline |
Swear, if you try to mastermind you must be asinine |
I spit fiji for the freebie, tryna enhance the species |
Teenie weenie fece rappers give me the heebie-jeebies |
Plus you the pseudo-deep rappers who swear they be divine |
Be on that Book of Eli, reading but low-key blind |
Researched of how they see my spirit and get intwined |
With thoughts of being revived, simply because |
This that water (Water, water, water) |
This that water (Water, water, water) |
This that water (Water, water, water) |
This that water (Water, water, water) |
Will you take a sip? |
Will you take a sip? |
Will you take a sip? |
Will you take a sip? |
Sip? |
Look, it’s that water, tell me where you sip it |
It’s evident how melanin make you look hella spiffy |
The president, so eloquent and incoherently distant |
Your residence irrelevant when your spirit is missing |
Oh, both my partners walk in tongues |
My dawg will kill and he gansta, double-homi |
I got some homie, don’t know what they do, couple terms |
My dawg Jermaine lost his life tryna hustle ‘caine |
Mommy, mommy, mommy, what your baby doin'? |
Often times we comely, watchin' our baby sheep |
Ain’t no pops around so pimps is teachin' prostitution |
And they catch bodies for the blood, no communion |
Feel like Newman, the way I develop atom bombs |
This for the nappy head captives that dwell in Babylon |
Y’all the reason every beat that’s in my catalogue, I spazzed upon |
Now I just spit it to he the masses on |
Yeah the masses on (Masses on, masses on) |
Every single baddie I passed up on got they glasses drawn ‘cause |
This that water (Water, water, water) |
This that water (Water, water, water) |
This that water (Water, water, water) |
This that, this that water (Water, water, water) |
Will you take a sip? |
Will you take a sip? |
Will you take a sip? |
Will you take a sip? |
Look, don’t fool this butter from here to Calcutta |
With every single word that I utter, I shudder |
When I think of all those who suffer ‘cause I swear they all ‘bout to discover |
That alkali, it’s the last supper, if chadowan up they might buck ya |
But until they’re with us (It's that wade in the water) |
But until they’re with us (It's that wade in the water children) |
(It's that wade in the water) |
You look so thirsty baby, ooh, you look so thirsty dawg, yeah |
(It's that wade in the water children) |
You look so thirsty baby, ooh, I swear you look so thirsty dawg, yeah |
(It's that wade in the water) |
You look so thirsty baby, ooh, you look so thirsty dawg, yeah |
(It's that wade in the water children) |
You look so thirsty baby, ooh, I swear you look so thirsty dawg, yeah |
Will you take a sip? |
Will you take a sip? |