Chedda Da Connect - Flicka Da Wrist (Remix) lyrics
rate meFt. Fetty Wap, Boosie Badazz, Yo Gotti & Boston George
(Intro)
Look at the flicka da wrist
(Hook)
Catching plays, catching play
I woke up feeling like I was on the moon
I woke up feeling like I nee (remix), look at the flicka da wrist (remix)
Look at the flicka da wrist (remix) look at the flicka da wrist (remix)
Look at the flicka da wrist (remix) look at the flicka da wrist (remix)
That wrist, look at the flicka da wrist
That wrist, look at the flicka da wrist
(Verse: Chedda Da Connect)
I woke up feeling like I hit 100 homes
I woke up feeling like I had 100 shows
I still got some figures, tryna catch a million
Any bitches in my section still fuck for free
Look at the flicka da wrist, look at the flicka dem tits
Look at the flicka dat clit, look at the ass on that bitch
Everything I wanna do, I'mma do it right now, nigga
Lemme shack, and every bitch I wanna fuck
I'mma fuck her right now, nigga
I ain't tryna pee, I'mma go right now
2015, nigga this our year
If you ain't catchin' plays, then whachya do?
Still duggin' on niggas, got me pagin' you
(Hook)
(Verse 2: Fetty Wap)
I woke up this morning sippin' 17
Million on my migo, have some betta jeans, bitch
Just keep finessin' work, so used to servin' fiends, baby
Juggin' and finessin', you know we luv the green, baby
They know the zoo in this bitch, aye
Thought that we shoot in the strip, aye
Shit that we do to get rich, aye
I kick the dues really quick, aye
Zooey, I'm true to this shit, aye
Allien new in this bitch, aye
And I'm making moves with the bricks, aye
Catchin', we takin' it quick
Got a bad bitch ruing now, baby
Flickin' my wrist like the Nile, baby
Throwin' these bands in the crowd, baby
Rarri stay up with the sound bangin'
My engine a must to the crowd, baby
Roll up the woods, smell alive, babies
So lean now and turn up a crowd, baby
A nigga is Pockey the clown, baby
Wow!
(Verse 3: Boosie Badass)
Look at the flicka da wrist, give me the pity of beat
Boosie, look at all that gold shit
I need 'em .40s with dicks
Catchin' plays, the streets talk about my 100 goons
The otha day came home, my house 100 rooms
Bitch out, oh yeah, I'm a street nigga
Mayweather, man, I can't be beat, nigga
Look how my colors, they ring
I look like an African King
I know I know I know bout the hate
I come up in a Benz
Stop at the flick of my wrist
I make a nigga bust yo shit!
I take yo girl from you, sex her good, take her shoppin'
Treat her good, make me let her fuck her partner
Look how she kissin' the dick!
Clear a window, all my fish in the whip
I made some change dope, work the stow like a pimp(?!)
Work is main, hoe! Boosie Badass
(Hook)
(Verse 4: Yo Gotti)
I woke up feeling like I was Sossa, don't fuck with me
Hopped out the Ghost and turned that rolf
I been in the kitchen, whippin' Novas
I can cut the dope with the soda
I can get a hit from Sossa
Look at the flicka da wrist
Look at the ice in my Rover
Look at the kick of the AK
I shoot that shit out my shoulder
But now it came in like a boomerang
I send the dope the consumer, man
Treat niggas dead, ain't no rumor, mane
I went to sleep feelin' like a million bucks
Yo, this nag and nag bitch tryna wake me up
We chive the shit and we neva ride
My flicka da wrist got the otha side
(Verse 5: Boston George)
My Faragamo Ballenciaga flitch
Way I tote a 40, boy, ya swear I wouldna feel it
And Veela, fresh pair of Margiellas
Ahh, fresh pair of Margiellas
Ask me where I be, told 'em bitch on 19
Porker said I'd be the end, in the hood I made ends
Dido frames on my face, I'm duckin' the case
Cake cake cake cake in the microwave
Catchin' plays, no shit
100.000 dolla chain, million dolla wrist
(AZ, where ya been?) Doin' the same shit
Pussy can't mention fame and dope if it ain't in the mix
(Hook)
