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premo rice - right wriss, pt. 2 lyrics

[intro:]
(all right, all right, all right, all right)
today we’re gon’ show you how to, how to cook baby
how to work your wrist, get your motion together
the right way, not the light way
i’ma definitely need your attention for this one
cuz this a p rice exclusive, so b+tches listen up

[hook:]
wriss, that’s my wriss
wriss, that’s my wriss
wriss, that’s my wriss
wriss, that’s my wriss
wriss, that’s my wriss
wriss, (let me talk to them)
that’s my wriss

[verse 1: premo rice]
i’m a cold n+gga, ridin’ ’round town got the hoes with ’em
gettin’ real gualla, out the show, livid
cookin’ up dope, let the stove sizzle
i’m a road runner, b+tch tap in with a cool hundred
brand new benz with the shoes on it
money on dance, put the moves on it (hit the moves)
real live with it (real live), tricks on dial with it (tricks on dial)
b+tch walk a mile with it, get knocked up, go to trial with it
(wriss)
cristal spiller, (cristal), big league ball hitter
stack too tall, ceiling
never know ‘fore she all willin’
what’chu do with it ?

[hook:]
wriss, that’s my wriss
wriss, that’s my wriss
wriss, that’s my wriss
wriss, that’s my wriss
that’s my wriss
n+gga that’s my wriss
hey, i need all you b+tches and hoes to take off your clothes
it’s gettin’ hot in this motherf+cker, we cookin’ right now
just watch me, you hear me, you see that right there?
that’s my wrist! i need you to focus
i need you to focus baby
you see how i hit that motherf+cker like that? that move right there, yeah that’s the money maker right there
n+gga, that’s my wriss

[verse 2: premo rice]
huh, i run a insane strip
gotta keep the hoes real loose, (real loose) got game for your membrane
b+tch, so put on them go+go boots (go boots)
and go hard ’til you can’t no more, (no more)
real hard in the paint lil’ hoe (lil hoe)
pimp hard lay the left hand down
p rice is the real night show (night show)
n+gga said i ain’t got no hoes, n+gga what ?
i got your b+tch, your b+tch, your b+tch and they all got hoes (n+gga what ?)
i pull out the coupe, the trans+am, the drop, or the clean four door (four door)
the game ain’t free, but for you, i’ll make the fee a lil’ low (a lil low)
b+tch, we’ll see how it go

[outro:]
(all right, all right, all right, all right)
(all right, all right, all right, all right)

- premo rice lyrics

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