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joey purp - look at my wrist lyrics

[intro]
yeah
young purple man
yeah
gang gang
gang gang

[verse 1]
first off y’all ain’t f-ck with me so please don’t expect me to f-ck with y’all
last year was all making friends, my n-gg- this year i’m getting money though
rolling one while i’m smoking one, i’m already high you know how that go
lotta n-gg-s putting up shots, but we the only ones getting buckets though
i’m like f-ck it though
funny how they was funny style just a year ago
back then they didn’t want me, now i’m hot b-tch mike jones
nonstop b-tches suckin’, f-ckin’, sending pictures
i could put my n-gg-s on
never pictured all of this when we was getting chips and cheese out the corner store
flashback like twelve years old
young as f-ck already know the code
n-gg-s wildin’ for the cheddar cheese
westside to cabrini green
n-gg-s parking lot pimpin’ catching p’s
got supply? well i got the need
we got loose squares, crack, dope, pills
white tee’s, weed, lean, dvds
we got everything
holla at me n-gg- what you need?
21 with them leather seats
17 with the plasma screen
cluckers get your -ss a wedding ring
dreaming about the problems money bring
when you used to not having sh-t
young n-gg-s brag about everything

[hook]
like d-mn look at my wrist dog
d-mn look at my b-tch dog
d-mn look at my crib dog
d-mn look at how i live dog
d-mn i be i be getting fits off
d-mn look at my rims dog
d-mn look at my whip dog
look at all this f-ck sh-t
d-mn look at my wrist dog
d-mn look at my b-tch dog
d-mn look at my crib dog
d-mn look at how i live dog
d-mn i be getting fits off
d-mn look at my whip dog
d-mn look at my rims dog
tired of all that f-ck sh-t, gang gang

[verse 2: cdot huncho]
(huncho! huncho! huncho!)
new b-tch let me slide right in there
i’m that n-gg- now you might’ve been
and my sprite probably violet
b-tch with me staying solid
folks and them pushing up it get violent
blacked out sh-t frightening
high and fly like a pilot
get more jaws than a trident
and i took lil b-tch from an island
still i’ll play her like a violin
and that guap on me i ain’t hiding
folks and them get the call and they sliding
two door whip super heavy i’m flying
make songs, ribeyes and mac on the side
fendi color interior of my ride
watch the interior, straight from nigeria
whole lot of money go straight to material sh-t
[?]
expensive -ss burgers, i ain’t on that cereal sh-t
n-gg-s still talking they walking
know rock got a hundred i’ll probably go get him right quick
we could just end this right quick
your hoe just asked could she see me right quick
hold up i’m finna go hit her right quick

- joey purp lyrics

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