water
DJ Drewski Lyrics


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Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water

Drewski (want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water)
Uh, uh, yeah (want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water)
You know I stay drippin' (splash)
These bitches stay mad, stay trippin' (what?)
Fendi bag full of blue hunnids, straight Crippin' (ha)
And if a nigga like a pic, she hate different
Last year was underrated
Now my rate different
Now my cake different
Switch the recipe, I bake different
When Drewskii on the set of the club, I shake different
I hop out the truck I'm drippy as fuck (skrrt)
Toast liquor, post pictures, how I get to the bucks
I don't fuck with foul bitches, no chickens or ducks (quack, quack)
Give my real ones my last and won't give you a fuck
The kitty gets sucked, I got big cities to crush
Got goals way bigger than my titties to touch
It's hard work not luck, shit is gritty as fuck
Fresh face ponytail still pretty as fuck
I'm all smiles 'cause you whores is a joke
Me and Molly went brazy straight water
Like the faucet was broke

Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Look, I got it (want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water)
Listen, ayy, look (want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water)

Ayy, I got that shit on me you hoes could never get to me (no)
Walking around flexin' all that fake ass jewelry (what the fuck?)
Talking big money but trust me that's lil' shit to me (uh-huh)
Literally racing to that bag like a track meet, stupid
I'm ballin' on these bitches I ain't hoopin'
Except with the drakey I always make it when I'm shootin'
Wake up in the mornin' to them racks bitch I do this
I ain't even gotta speak on the plan I'm gettin' to it
Ayy, you want a bag come get a job
Come and work for me
Ten bands in one night I got the recipe
Fuck a friend these bitches don't even know loyalty
I fuck with myself just to know me you gotta pay a fee
I got it out the mud I had to get a bag
All my bros got locked, I need my niggas back
Talking brazy and them missiles coming at your ass
Joy Road bitch, Exit Nine to be exact

Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Drippin' (want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water)
Rubi (want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water)
Yeah, uh-huh (want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water)

Baby I'm moist like water
It's real, real wet
Zip it up nigga, I only want the neck (necky)
He said this pussy taste like ice cream
He said he keep having wet dreams about me (ooh)
It go drippy-drippy-drop
Biggity-biggity-bop
Freak nasty wit' it leave a puddle on the cock
Bitch I'm the one like UNO, yeah hoe you know
He ain't with it, bitch I'm deuced up, kudos
You a pretty motherfucker (fucker) so I act cocky (slatt)
Maserati shawty drive that bitch like I'm Bobby (zoom)
Niggas and they bitches, yeah, they lovin' my body (damn)
Only want the toppy if it's wet and it's sloppy (slurp, slurp)
If I want it I got it I'm sure I can afford it
She got too much ass make it go retarded
Like do it, go stupid, fuck it up bitch get to it (ayy, ooh, go, go)

Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water

Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water




Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of DJ Drewski's song "Water" is full of braggadocio about having everything that one would want. The repetition of the phrase "want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water" emphasizes the abundance that the singer possesses. The word "water" is used as a metaphor for the singer's luxury and wealth. The imagery of water that is "dripping" suggests that the abundance is overflowing, and the singer has more than enough to go around.


The second stanza focuses more on the singer's personal journey towards success. Despite facing adversity and having his associates in prison, the singer persevered and "got it out the mud" to achieve his goals. The lines "talking brazy and them missiles coming at your ass" suggest that the singer has haters who are trying to bring him down. The mention of Joy Road and Exit Nine may refer to specific areas or neighborhoods where the singer comes from or operates in.


The final stanza is a sexually charged verse from Rubi Rose that complements the overarching theme of abundance and luxury. The wet and dripping imagery is continued, emphasizing the erotic nature of the song. The verse also contains references to UNO and Bobby Brown, adding to the pop culture references throughout the song.


Overall, the song "Water" celebrates wealth, success, and sexual freedom. The repetition of the hook and the verses from the different artists contribute to the overall grandiosity and confidence of the song.


Line by Line Meaning

Want 'em, I got 'em, drippin' like water
I have everything you want and desire, and I flaunt it with confidence


You know I stay drippin' (splash)
I always look fresh and stylish


These bitches stay mad, stay trippin' (what?)
Other women envy me and can't keep their cool around me


Fendi bag full of blue hunnids, straight Crippin' (ha)
I am carrying a designer bag full of hundred-dollar bills and I belong to the Crips gang


And if a nigga like a pic, she hate different
If a guy likes another girl's picture, the girl I'm with gets jealous and upset


Last year was underrated Now my rate different
I used to be overlooked, but now I am highly valued and respected


Now my cake different Switch the recipe, I bake different
My earnings are much higher now, and I have changed my money-making techniques


When Drewskii on the set of the club, I shake different
I dance differently when I am DJing in the club


I hop out the truck I'm drippy as fuck (skrrt)
As soon as I step out of my truck, everyone can see how cool and stylish I am


Toast liquor, post pictures, how I get to the bucks
I can make money by promoting alcohol brands on social media


I don't fuck with foul bitches, no chickens or ducks (quack, quack)
I do not associate myself with unappealing women or cowards


Give my real ones my last and won't give you a fuck
I am loyal and will always put my true friends first, regardless of what others may think


The kitty gets sucked, I got big cities to crush
I am too busy achieving my big goals and making money to bother with romantic relationships


Got goals way bigger than my titties to touch
My aspirations go beyond just physical appearance and are ambitious and meaningful


It's hard work not luck, shit is gritty as fuck
My success is not due to chance but rather to a lot of effort and tough times


Fresh face ponytail still pretty as fuck
I still look attractive even without trying too hard with my hairstyle


I'm all smiles 'cause you whores is a joke
I find it amusing how inferior and weak other women act around me


Me and Molly went brazy straight water Like the faucet was broke
I got high and crazy with my friend Molly and felt extremely wet and horny


Ayy, I got that shit on me you hoes could never get to me (no)
I always carry firearms for protection, and I know that nobody can harm me


Walking around flexin' all that fake ass jewelry (what the fuck?)
I see people wearing cheap fake jewelry to impress others, and I find it ridiculous


Talking big money but trust me that's lil' shit to me (uh-huh)
When people brag about their wealth, I know they don't have as much money as me


Literally racing to that bag like a track meet, stupid
I am working hard and fast to obtain more money


I'm ballin' on these bitches I ain't hoopin' Except with the drakey I always make it when I'm shootin'
I am doing very well with making money, and I am comparing it to playing basketball where one always wins when they shoot


Wake up in the mornin' to them racks bitch I do this
I start my day by seeing and counting my enormous wealth


I ain't even gotta speak on the plan I'm gettin' to it
I am working on an exciting project, but I don't need to advertise or talk about it


Ayy, you want a bag come get a job Come and work for me
I am offering people an opportunity to earn money by working for me


Ten bands in one night I got the recipe
I know how to make $10,000 quickly and easily


Fuck a friend these bitches don't even know loyalty
I am not friends with people who cannot be loyal and supportive


I fuck with myself just to know me you gotta pay a fee
I value myself and do not let others get to know me easily


I got it out the mud I had to get a bag
I had to work hard and overcome obstacles to get where I am today


All my bros got locked, I need my niggas back
Many of my close friends are in prison, and I miss having them around


Talking brazy and them missiles coming at your ass
If someone disrespects me, I am not afraid to retaliate with force


Joy Road bitch, Exit Nine to be exact
I am from Joy Road neighborhood near Exit Nine


Baby I'm moist like water It's real, real wet
I am sexually aroused and wet, like water


Zip it up nigga, I only want the neck (necky)
I am only interested in giving a blowjob, nothing more


He said this pussy taste like ice cream He said he keep having wet dreams about me (ooh)
A guy I had sex with described my vagina as tasty and he fantasizes about me


It go drippy-drippy-drop Biggity-biggity-bop Freak nasty wit' it leave a puddle on the cock
It's very wet during sexual intercourse and cum is dripping everywhere


Bitch I'm the one like UNO, yeah hoe you know He ain't with it, bitch I'm deuced up, kudos
I am confident and dominating in my sexual relationships like I am at winning card games


You a pretty motherfucker (fucker) so I act cocky (slatt) Maserati shawty drive that bitch like I'm Bobby (zoom) Niggas and they bitches, yeah, they lovin' my body (damn) Only want the toppy if it's wet and it's sloppy (slurp, slurp)
I feel confident and attractive, and my luxurious lifestyle is impressive to others. I enjoy giving head when it's messy and wet.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Tabatha Robinson, Misharron Jermeisha Allen, Rubi Rose Benton

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