[Verse 1: E-40]

I'm locked in, I'm in a zone, I'm blanking

Trainwreck got the whole room stanking

I'm feeling like I'm 'posed to be and sober is my enemy

Bailey's 'n' Landy, that's the remedy, money and power that's a friend of me

Chain licking like I'm Mini-Me, campaigning like a Kennedy

They ain't got no idea, where this finna be

Get 'cha wet make you sweat out your perm

Bay boy talk slicker than worm sperm

I used to ride with yola in my drawers

1970 Cutlass, wet as Niagara Falls

I'm so wet I need a cloth (Wipe me down)

Popo tryin' to dry a motherfucker off

My hydroponics will make you cough

Off that underwater weed keep smoking like a bad exhaust

You mad 'cause I got your bitch wetter than bad weather

You have to dry like a sweater bro, I'm the reason she left ya

I threw a party in her mouth than we fucked on her mama's couch

Now she fuckin' with a boss she ain't fuckin' with no slouch

Man, I go bad like a bad tooth, it's real that I'm caught loose

My 40 calibre is my ooze

You game goofy motherfuckers is false, man, I'm the truth

The proof, respect a vet, bootch!

[Chorus: Ya Boy & E-40]

I get her (Wet), I get her (Wet)

I miss that (Wet), I miss that (Wet)

She say I'm (Wet), she say I'm (Wet)

Burner on my hip, nigga, don't get (Wet)

[Verse 2: Ya Boy]

They gon' have to hunt for me, it's something clean

Wetter than a submarine or sub-machine

Funds are mean YB got mad cash

Shittin on niggas just wait till the gas pass

Kush fillin' the room niggas need gas masks

All Blackjack fifteens kickin' like van Damme

Nigga on my momma we (Wet) like a ocean

Say we ain't the dopest, nigga, what 'cha smokin'

Gotta be the sherm, if it ain't money than it's not in my concern

Money to blow, matter fact money to burn

See her money is mines but my money ain't hers

Flyest nigga standin' on the corner of the curb

Cup full of grey goose, wrap full of herb

Always been a hustler, fuck what you heard

Even outta school I had work like a nerd

YB da rock star fly as a bird

Everybody know Ya Boy the shit like a turd

Pickin' it up I know you see the pot 'sturb

The realest in the game you niggas imposters

[Chorus: Ya Boy & E-40]

I get her (Wet), I get her (Wet)

I miss that (Wet), I miss that (Wet)

She say I'm (Wet), she say I'm (Wet)

Burner on my hip, nigga, don't get (Wet)

[Verse 3: Cousin Fik]

Look, money is the password, I never been a bastard

I always been a master, don't believe me then ask her

You ain't getting cash then your life's a disaster

Keep your foot on the gas, quit fast, get Casper

I'm so proud and cocky, can't let you cowards stop me

Come through 'em cow and suck these with the shower posse

And we all got tats, pull up in your jacks and we will leave yo' ass (Wet)

That's a bet, then I'm a jet 'cause I just got a text from my ex

Say she wanna have sex, better yet she just gotta check

Then leave it up to me to collect, I'ma have her in deck

And she can't even invest and, yes, I guess, it's on to the next

Fit the crown on my sweats, threw the chrome in the Lex

Left, now I'm on the phone with her best

Next, I'ma get some dome and leave her messed

All these wet girls are prone to arrest

'Cause they heavy a plus and they pussy be the best

[Chorus: Ya Boy & E-40]

I get her (Wet), I get her (Wet)

I miss that (Wet), I miss that (Wet)

She say I'm (Wet), she say I'm (Wet)

Burner on my hip, nigga, don't get (Wet)