Drumma Boy - Work Ya Wrist lyrics

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Drumma Boy - Work Ya Wrist lyrics

Yeeeeeeaah yeeeeeeeaaaaahh Gucci Mane and my patna Yo Gotti Chicken Talk n***a [Chorus] You want a benz like Gotti n***a work ya damn wrist Ice like gucci n***a work ya damn wrist You want a bad b**h? work ya damn wrist You want a fresh feet? work ya damn wrist Wanna drive Range Rover? work ya damn wrist Rims on Ashanti's shawty work ya damn wrist Serve all the junkies work ya damn wrist Stay up with the zombies work ya damn wrist [verse 1: Gucci Mane] Gucci mane la flare cookin' nines in 4 ways Smell like coke when you pull it on the drive way He ran out with 9 mane trust'em no way But when i see the p**y man is gon' be a gunplay I put it on the pot and i cut it on the water I woulda sell it around and bought me a Charger A waffle house chef man i got 8 orders I got no pa**port i see no borders I'm big ball shawty i won't shout ya But if you shout me i might just Glock four ya 155 homes i don't doubt ya But hit the Glock 40 let me get that out ya If shawty got a deal why his eyes so blurry? Who in the hell make this boy j**elry? 20000 bail in Louis Missouri As soon as i touchdown pay me my money [hook] [verse 2: yo gotti] You wanna rock a n***a ice? Live a n***a a life? f** my babymomma turn that b**h to your wife? Well first you need some white Then you need a kitchen Next you need a watch that b**h gon' have to be glisslin' 65000 for my rolex presidential A bird and a half for my Paul Wall dentals You know i'm up the summer You see me in the rental Got bricks in the gas tank pounds in the fender At least 55 for use one owner The S550 brand new from Arizona Gucci called chicken talkin' So that's what it is mane Wanna live like gotti you need to step up your wrist game

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