Listen to Wrist (feat. Luddo & S.K.Polo) by Red Room

Wrist (feat. Luddo & S.K.Polo)

Red Room

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

(Luddo don't say that what the hell) (Chillout) Every time you see me yeah I got the ice up on my wrist Every time you see me yeah I got the double cup and shit Yeah it's muddy in this bitch Yeah it's muddy in this bitch Yeah, this money in my hand Now I'm really really rich Poppin' pills until I'm geeked Brand new hoe she really freak 'Luddo how many hoes you got?' I counted 7 just this week It's only Wednesday bitch I'm geekin Lately I don't get no sleep Her man pulled up he really tweakin Fuck with me I'll leave him leaking I let him know his hoe be cheating Walked in the function like it's easy Like really I been on a mission Bitch you don't know what I'm on I just be getting this money you know I ain't trippin about no bitch I just be getting the cash, while they look at the flick of da wrist I really had me a dollar, turn that shit to a hunnid like real real quick Really gotta step back when your bitch get close Cause I know that she wanna sit Damn, stand, yuh Yeah like really really rich (aha) Yeah I really took yo bitch Yeah I really shocked em', shit (aha) Yeah I really punched his shit Yeah I really took his shit (did) Yeah I really really did (did) Yeah my trigger finger itch (aha) All these boys just wanna be cool I been doing this shit since before high school Yeah I know what I do I'm really acting a fool And I really just took pride in my mood Never gave a fuck bout you I just be- I just be getting these blues And when they see us you know that it's true Yeah I just win I don't know how to lose (chillout) Every time you see me yeah I got the ice up on my wrist Every time you see me yeah I got the double cup and shit Yeah it's muddy in this bitch Yeah it's muddy in this bitch Yeah, this money in my hand Now I'm really really rich Throw it all up in the air. No I don't care I got the money to spare Hittin yo bitch from the back You know that she like when I pull on her hair Drop top coups. Poppin' the roof Getting these blues. Ain't got a clue Walk in the party you know what I do I get a bitch and I get who choose Drop top coups Yeah you know we riding Bentleys Got some bitches that we bendin All this that we spending almost feeling never ending Yeah you what what's going on I got some double cups I'm pourin up that strong I got that muddy pint it's right up in my palm I sip it up until I'm faded and I'm gone Yeah I'm gone (yeah I'm gone) Every time you see me yeah I got the ice up on my wrist Every time you see me yeah I got the double cup and shit Yeah it's muddy in this bitch Yeah it's muddy in this bitch Yeah, this money in my hand Now I'm really really rich (Chillout) (Aha)
Writer(s): Leandro Oliveira, Gabriel Araujo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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