This is a song about "Wet beaver creek"

Taking the top by storm, flows wet

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Drown you alive in wet cement

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Why do people say im professional when i cry wet spells

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

Shawty walks up, i say "damn" like a beaver,

I'm sayin you're pussy, cos you're the one with a beaver

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her