WET

[Intro – whispered]
Yeah… uh-huh.
It’s that splash season, baby.
Don’t just get me started — get me wet.

[Verse 1]
Walk in the room, lights dim, bass low,
Silk on skin, got the body on glow.
He bite his lip when I bend that way,
Said he like it nasty — boy, don’t play.

I’m the wave you can’t predict,
Drip too cold, make your heartbeat skip.
He talk big game, I said, “Prove that threat,”
You talkin’ slick, can you make me wet?

[Pre-Chorus]
How many tongues wanna taste this crown?
How many boys can I break right down?
How many nights till I drown this bed?
I don’t moan soft, I just moan fed.

[Chorus]
I’m wet — yeah, wetter than a dream,
Drippin’ in diamonds, body on steam.
Touch it slow, make me sweat,
You want the gold? Gotta earn that bet.
I’m wet — yeah, wetter than sin,
Say it with your mouth, not just your grin.
Can you handle heat when the king get set?
Talk that talk, make me wet.

[Verse 2]
He said, “Damn, baby, what’s your vice?”
I said, “Money, tongue, and crushed-ice nights.”
Pop that cork, let the champagne spray,
I’m the freak they warned you ‘bout anyway.

Bedroom flooded, call it sea of lust,
Hands where I want ‘em, hips on thrust.
Don’t need love — I need respect,
’Cause when I snap back, I leave ‘em wrecked.

[Pre-Chorus]
How many strokes till you lose your nerve?
How many moans can your name deserve?
How many times can you make me plead?
If you do it right, I just might feed.

[Chorus]
I’m wet — yeah, wetter than a dream,
Drippin’ in diamonds, body on steam.
Touch it slow, make me sweat,
You want the gold? Gotta earn that bet.
I’m wet — yeah, wetter than sin,
Say it with your mouth, not just your grin.
Can you handle heat when the king get set?
Talk that talk, make me wet.

[Bridge – moaned ad-libs]
Slide, baby, slide, make the floor slick,
Grip tight, tongue right, make it tick, tick, tick.
If you can’t swim, don’t dive in yet,
You drownin’ in me, boy, I’m wet.

[Final Chorus – Breakdown version]
I’m wet — yeah, wetter than the night,
Lights off now, but the shine still bright.
Hands up, face down, drench that sweat,
You talk freak, baby, match that set.
I’m wet — can you handle the mess?
King of the room, crown on my chest.
Don’t call it love, just call it respect —
’Cause when I show out… I get WET.

[Outro]
Yeah… you feel that drip?
That’s confidence, baby.
Keep up — or get washed away.

Sultry hip-hop banger, heavy bass, seductive female rap, Lil Kim energy, explicit lyrics, club heat, slow grind.