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Just Another Letter.
Written by: WaterWethos
Pardon me Bella, chocolate mixed caramel skin like rolos/ Its true, mammy chu my names wethos. Had dreams of you laying right besides me/ water be glisinin all over your body. I stepped back just to see her traits/ with those cute lips and that face would make a man want to masturbate. Although it had to be faith, she pull me down off cloud nine/ now Im getting them digits, its about time. Hit the voice mail, my song flooded the background/ all alone watching w.w.f. smack down. I had to wait, after the tone I started speaking/ this is water and if your free, how about you joining me this evening. It had to be a minute or so if Im mistaking less/ phone rang, atone voice said whats your address. I hope yaw hairs braided, cause Im going to sweat out cha perm/ plus bring some knee pads dont want cha getting rug burns.
Chorus:
Water. If you got time please rain on me, cause my flowers is feeling kind of thirsty/ cause you know I like it rough, Im wet with just one touch, ooooh boy you know Im not worthy!
Versus 2:
It only took an hour or two, this girl is at my vestibule/ like a farmer. Im a water her up just like some vegetables. What a greet a kiss on the cheek, her fragrance was sweet/ with a unique nail polish that matched her hands and her feet. Its all proper. Grabbed her hand gave her a tour of my premises/ we reminisced, of when we first met showing no evidence/ but Ive been open off you ever since. Like your queen Cleopatra, an I can be your fresh prince. I felt that line needed a breath mint/ never mind thats irrelevant. Back to miss benevolent. Uh,, she kept it funky like a bag of funyuns/ when I asked her can I kiss her lips she said which one!
chorus:
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waterwethos@hotmail.com
last updated: 6-21-01

A TRIBUTE TO B.I.G. BROOKLYN
____________________________




A NEW DAY IS BORN, MY FIRST BREATH I TOOK/
SOON AS MY FEET TOUCHED THE GROUND THEY SAID THE HOSPITAL SHOOK. MADE A LEFT ON MAD MURDER AVE. CRAWLED UP THE HILL/
THERE'S HILLERY CLINTON, SHE SAID SHE GOT THIS WEED FROM BILL. SHE SAID HE PULL HALF THE BLUNT, BUT HE DIDN'T INHALE/ SINCE THEN I'VE BEEN INTAKIN' THEM TREES LIKE EMPHAMILE. JUST THEN I ASKED WHERE DID HE COPE THIS FROM? INTELLEGENCE AGENTS, WHO GREW PLANTS IN FLATBUSH, AND THEY BLAMED IT ON JAMAICANS/ ALL THE GREEN THAT WE GIVE, I'VE FORT TO GET IT BACK/ WHETHER, AFFIRMATIVE ACTION OR TRANSPORTING CRACK. SOLD NEAR YOU, FROM IT'S WORLDWIDE DISTRUBUTION/ FROM THE SLUMBS IN HOUSTON, GOT NIGGAS FIGHTING IN NEW JERUSELEM. HOWEVER, HERE COMES CHARLIE PITCHED HIS GAME ON THE MOUND/ HE DROVE COUPE IN DE VILLE, THE JOINT WAS CREAM PLUS BROWN. ALL ALONE CAN'T HEAR MY CRY, NO ONE TO TURN TO/ CAPTIAN CAUGHT MY RED HOOK AND THE NIGGAH BLED ENTERNAL/ DON'T COME TO THIS LAND IF BUSINESS DON'T CONCERN YOU/ CAUSE THESE ROUND STUFF THAT COMES OUT OF BARRELS CAN SURELY BURN YOU.


COHELLO SUAVE WHEN YOU WALK OUTSIDE/
THE TOUR OF BROOKLYN AND I'M YA MAP AND GUIDE/
WHERE HELOCHOPPERS OFTEN HANGLIDE OUTSIDE/
BETTER CONTROL YA QUEST, WHEN YOU JOURNEY MY REST.


I TRANSFORMED INTO WALKACON, PACKED AH HAMMER IN MY PAMPERS/
FELT IT DAMPIN SO I CAUGHT A TEMPER TANTRUM.
GOSH I GOT BIG LUNGS!/
THE ASPHALTS OF MEDINA IS WHERE I'M FROM.
AH GHETTO BOY LIKE BUSHWICH/
TRIED TO MAKE MY BED IN THE STY, SO AJOURNED TO CONEY I. FOR SOME AMUSEMENT/
JUST THEN I HEARD SOME FORM OF MUSIC ("THIS IS DOPE!")/ {SAMPLE OF A SONG IN THE BACKGROUND}
HOPPED THE F TRIAN TOOK LITTLE RIDE TO PARK SLOPE.
SPANISH CHICKS YELLIN' "HEY, POPPY WHERE JU HEADIN"/
TO HEGAMEN TO GO CHECK OUT THE LETTUCE MEN.+++++++

CHOURUS:

HOOK FROM THE LINE THAT'S NEXT/ TO COMPLEX. A TRIBUTE TO B.I.G. BROOKLYN BY WATER WETHOS