T.I. - Flicka Da Wrist (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Goodnight Dont Exist In ATL MLK b**h! [Hook] Look at tha flicka da wrist Catchin' plays, catchin' play I woke up feelin' like I was on the moon I woke up feelin' like I need a hundred goons Look at the flicka da wrist, look at the flicka da wrist Look at the flicka da wrist, look at the flicka da wrist Look at the flicka da wrist, look at the flicka da wrist Look at the flicka da wrist, (Hustle Gang n***a) Look at the flicka da wrist [Verse 1: T.I.] Bust it up put it in a pot (Ahhh) And then you heat that sh** Whoop it like a b**h Till it lock off, and rock up Let it dry, then repeat that sh** You ain't commin' out the boat You can keep that sh** Trap fundamentals like I teach that sh** You all know em, You all suffer [?], you catch a case Shut your mouth you can beat that sh** Hall & Oates with the dope gang Bankroll and the chain for the c**aine Get you a little watch and a gold chain And a Benz, but the sh** Can be in your name , n***a hold up Digits on digits, and digital scales Got bricks in the kitchen They hittin' the shelves, n***a Come in here trippin' we givin you shells 'Finna pay out my lawyer, no sittin' in jail Praying for heaven, but givin' 'em hell Ain't gonna stop until he get him a meal The city his, he a big deal Trapped everywhere, paranoid Tryin' not to get k**ed Moving Up and Down the Interstate Trappin' hard dealing weight 2 rules in the Gang: n***a, Get Rich Get Away [Hook]