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soulja boy tell 'em - breaking my wrist lyrics

[intro]
bow!.. skrt… you know what the f-ck going on n-gga.. ugh!

[verse]
stand in the trap i’m breaking my wrist
came up from three bricks
i walk in the trap designer my kicks
bussdown rollie wrist
step out the whip margiela my fit
in the trap cut up a brick
pull up get to dumping that stacks on deck money gang sh-t
i fell in love with breaking my wrist
put yeezy’s on my feet and i hit l!ck
slide through the city mac-11 hollow tips
stacks on deck money gang we on that sh-t
i hop out the rarri they copy the drip
i jump out the jet then bag up a brick
run up on gang you gon get hit
i fell in love with whipping’ my wrist
zone 1 money gang on f-ck sh-t
stacks on deck money gang what i claim we with the sh-t
pull up on you let the whole thing hit
i’m on the highway with 250 bricks
chillin in mansion, new residence
young n-gga street n-gga play with dead presidents
in the trap cook up the dope with no evidence
i play with the pack and the medicine
i play with the pack and the sack and its evident
got a brick in the trunk like an elephant
came up from serving that medical
truck-load of money i got to go shovel it
run up a m&m then i double it
stacks on deck money gang pull up we bussing sh-t
i pull to the trap and i pull up with stupid bricks
vvs diamonds i ice out my whole wrist

- soulja boy tell em lyrics

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