Lyrics Wrist Out The Window - Rich Boy

Wrist Out The Window

chrous- uhhh my money long as a limo,
and just to show off,
I put my wrist out the window,
(rich boy)
1st verse — rich boy… heard you niggas talking all that shit about me
motherfuckas betta stop that, bitch up under my shirt got the 40 cap copped
motherfucka imma pop that, heard you snitch ass niggas in the club somebody
point em out where them rats at, this the d-boy squad till i die real niggas
throw it up where ya gats at, my wrist out the window got 10 bricks in the back
of my pinto oh and you can get it for the L. O talkin bout that hard not jello,
and bitch we making stupid bread cutlass painted valentine february cupid red,
bitches graduating from college come give me stupid head, i can tell which you
fuck niggas were talking to the feds niggga
(Rocko)
2nd verse- Im a rich boy, ask rich boy, 17 5 im the brick boy, im a big boy you
a small guy, i got long paper you’s a small fry, i got wiseguys they like
checks too, i write checks and they will check you, check 1 2 check 2 3 like
rocko imma do me, imma buya this and let em saya that cuz im a real boss and i
dont serve sacks, im talkin big packs, 10 packs, pay up 17 flat and yeah you
can get that
(Rich boy)
3rd verse- my bentley topless robocopness stones so spotless in all my watches,
children watch this, i rock big shit, if you at home the please dont try this,
cant you tell that i be grindin just look at these yellow diameeees we shoot
movies with all these groupies i fuck cuties you eat booty, hey hold up you
didnt see my mistress look at my bitch bitch even her wrist sick (x2)