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big texas 034 - wrist city (intro) lyrics

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[intro: big texas]

yo what’s up, it’s big texas in the studio man, wrist city.. gang bang with your boys man, it’s hard out here in the hood bro.. gotta get that paper..

yo…

yo, yo

wrist city

unh, unh, unh

[verse 1: big texas]

wrist city, wrist, wrist, wrist city
wrist city, wrist, wrist, wrist city
pull up on your block
switchin’ lanes in the foreign

we can’t play ball but we still be scorin’
wrist city, unh wrist city boy
i’m workin’ in the trap late night call it illinois
my loud so loud, it make hella noise

off the henny off the lean
my whip so fly, and my b-tches so clean
hiv tested, i get arrested
got all these drugs, pitbulls and pugs

haters get at me, i give the jordan shrug
3-point fade away, 23, michael jackson

big texas in this b-tch man
steal your kids like peter pan

wrist city never stop man

texas got, more oil than iran

if it ain’t bout money, then i’m not a talker
i skirt off in that lane, call me paul walker

hittin licks, and bangin’ chicks
this wrist city nigga, we with the shits

[verse 2: lil’ hudmus]

come through the hood, riding in the fuckin’ wraith
see this new rollie, diamonds jump out the face
roll up to the block, meet me at the intersection
2 glocks pop projectiles in your direction

free my dawg roney, add your head to my collection
don’t interrupt me while i’m in my zone
i got a tendency to bust you wilding niggas in the dome
know that i’ma bring the heat 300 degrees

yo, i’ll burn your house down
may your momma rest in peace
b-tch named elsa told me that i was the chosen
she saw my wrist, i told her it was frozen



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