| Yeah
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| Young Purple man
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| Yeah
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| Gang gang
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| Gang gang
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| First off y’all ain’t fuck with me
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| So please don’t expect me to fuck with y’all
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| Last year was all making friends
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| My nigga this year I’m getting money though
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| Rolling one while I’m smoking one
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| I’m already high you know how that go
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| Lotta niggas putting up shots
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| But we the only ones getting buckets though
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| I’m like fuck it though
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| Funny how they was funny style just a year ago
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| Back then they didn’t want me
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| Now I’m hot, bitch, Mike Jones
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| Nonstop bitches suckin', fuckin', sending pictures
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| I could put my niggas on, never pictured all of this
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| When we was getting chips and cheese out the corner store
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| Flashback like twelve years old
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| Young as fuck already know the code
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| Niggas wildin' for the cheddar cheese
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| Westside to Cabrini green
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| Niggas parking lot pimpin' catching P’s
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| Got supply? |
| Well I got the need
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| We got loose squares, crack, dope, pills
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| White tee’s, weed, lean, DVDs
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| We got everything, holla at me, nigga, what you need?
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| 21 with them leather seats, 17 with the plasma screen
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| Cluckers get your ass a wedding ring
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| Dreaming about the problems money bring
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| When you used to not having shit
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| Young niggas brag about everything
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| Like damn look at my wrist dog, damn look at my bitch dog
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| Damn look at my crib dog, damn look at how I live dog
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| Damn I be I be getting fits off, damn look at my rims dog
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| Damn look at my whip dog, look at all this fuck shit
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| Damn look at my wrist dog, damn look at my bitch dog
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| Damn look at my crib dog, damn look at how I live dog
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| Damn I be I be getting fits off, damn look at my rims dog
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| Tired of all that fuck shit, gang gang
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| (Huncho! Huncho! Huncho!)
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| New bitch let me slide right in there
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| I’m that nigga now you might’ve been
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| And my sprite probably violet
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| Bitch with me staying solid
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| Folks and them pushing up it get violent
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| Blacked out shit frightening
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| High and fly like a pilot
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| Get more jaws than a trident
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| And I took lil bitch from an island
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| Still I’ll play her like a violin
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| And that guap on me I ain’t hiding
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| Folks and them get the call and they sliding
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| Two door whip super heavy I’m flying
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| Make songs, ribeyes and Mac on the side
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| Fendi color interior of my ride
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| Watch the interior, straight from Nigeria
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| Whole lot of money go straight to material shit
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| Expensive ass burgers, I ain’t on that cereal shit
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| Niggas still talking they walking
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| Know Rock got a hundred I’ll probably go get him right quick
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| We could just end this right quick
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| Your hoe just asked could she see me right quick
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| Hold up I’m finna go hit her right quick
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| Like damn look at my wrist dog, damn look at my bitch dog
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| Damn look at my crib dog, damn look at how I live dog
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| Damn I be I be getting fits off, damn look at my rims dog
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| Damn look at my whip dog, look at all this fuck shit
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| Damn look at my wrist dog, damn look at my bitch dog
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| Damn look at my crib dog, damn look at how I live dog
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| Damn I be I be getting fits off, damn look at my rims dog
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| Damn look at my whip dog, damn look at my rims dog
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| Tired of all that, tired of all that, tired of all that |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Look At My Wrist , by - Joey Purp. Song from the album QUARTERTHING, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп