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Wrist Video (MV)




Performed By: City Boy
Language: English
Length: 1:39
Written by: John Everett IV




City Boy - Wrist Lyrics




Like a guitar i stay with them blues
Bought her dusse cause she feelin my moves
Like a tragedy im making the news
Im wearin rickies you still like them trues
Me marc we smashin in twos
Play wit me im spinnin ya bin
We like to shoot we playin to win
I smoke the sheets but mix with the blend
We go to church but we love to sin
Pour up a 6 its time to unwine
Soft ass nigga
You sippin on wine
I take her to ruthchris
You ridin ah lime

It go 1 wrist 2 wrist
Like that nigga key
Both fist both fist
Flooded down on mee

OKAY

It go 1 wrist 2 wrist
Like that nigga key
Both fist both fist
Flooded down on mee

Cruising round in my city
Locked in like fitted cap
Im a souljaboy kiss me through the phone
I called ya bitch
Im her ringtone
She called me back
When she all alone
Like cityboy it was always you
You the chosen s one not one in a few
You scam niggas but still keep it true

And Im like oh yea baby girrl you know the viiibes
Put ya pride to the siiiden
These feelings i wont hiiiide
Ill be here all niggght
Just to make shit riiight
Imma hold you down
Hold you tiiight
Im up in rotate
Goin liive
Broke niggas i dispise
Im just posted up with the guys
Free my nigga lil shyne
And free that nigga legend too
They was doin hits where was youuuu
1 drake
Like that nigga aubrey
2 sticks no i am not sorry
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Like a guitar i stay with them blues
Bought her dusse cause she feelin my moves
Like a tragedy im making the news
Im wearin rickies you still like them trues
Me marc we smashin in twos
Play wit me im spinnin ya bin
We like to shoot we playin to win
I smoke the sheets but mix with the blend
We go to church but we love to sin
Pour up a 6 its time to unwine
Soft ass nigga
You sippin on wine
I take her to ruthchris
You ridin ah lime

It go 1 wrist 2 wrist
Like that nigga key
Both fist both fist
Flooded down on mee

OKAY

It go 1 wrist 2 wrist
Like that nigga key
Both fist both fist
Flooded down on mee

Cruising round in my city
Locked in like fitted cap
Im a souljaboy kiss me through the phone
I called ya bitch
Im her ringtone
She called me back
When she all alone
Like cityboy it was always you
You the chosen s one not one in a few
You scam niggas but still keep it true

And Im like oh yea baby girrl you know the viiibes
Put ya pride to the siiiden
These feelings i wont hiiiide
Ill be here all niggght
Just to make shit riiight
Imma hold you down
Hold you tiiight
Im up in rotate
Goin liive
Broke niggas i dispise
Im just posted up with the guys
Free my nigga lil shyne
And free that nigga legend too
They was doin hits where was youuuu
1 drake
Like that nigga aubrey
2 sticks no i am not sorry
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Writer: John Everett IV
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