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My wrist got frostbites, my neck got icicles And if you ain't a thug, then I can't vibe with you King Midas My wrist got frostbites, my neck got icicles I got it out the mud, ridin' on a bicicle And if you ain't a thug, might be hard to vibe with you Right now she got my heart so I'm gon' take my time with you I got a lot of hoes, tell 'em wait in line I got a lot of jewels, got my shit from Shine And I lost a lot of homies, why my niggas dyin'? I need y'all here with me, I need y'all to help me shine Make some money, spend some money, it's enough to go 'round I still mess you, said he cheated, left him at the playground (Damn) We got hella chickens on the way, they on the Greyhound, ooh I'm gon' buy you anything, you stay down Put the ratchet to your face and cock it, tell you lay down You was poppin' all that shit, but what you got to say now? Since I was a juvie, we was playin' with toolies Bro'll pull up bangin' on you, Harley with the duallys, ooh We just want that grochy, I don't need no sloppy All my pockets stocky, tell me who gon' stop me? I don't have to copy, I ran it up, you hear me? Can't you tell they jock me? Watch how niggas copy Letras de canciones My wrist got frostbites, my neck got icicles I got it out the mud, ridin' on a bicicle And if you ain't a thug, might be hard to vibe with you Right now she got my heart so I'm gon' take my time with you I got a lot of hoes, tell 'em wait in line I got a lot of jewels, got my shit from Shine And I lost a lot of homies, why my niggas dyin'? I need y'all here with me, I need y'all to help me shine Want me locked behind the wall 'cause they just hate how I ball I was ready, moved to the A, but then got booked with the raw Now I'm gambling with the law, they got my life in they palms Who gon' take care both my kids if I'm in jail or I'm gone? So I'm strapped up in the city and I'm ridin' with a pole See blue and whites, get low Already know how it go, already know how it go Already know it's a felony, already know how it go We ain't trippin' 'bout no felonies, you see them opps, better blow We just want that grochy, I don't need no sloppy All my pockets stocky, tell me who gon' stop me? I don't have to copy, I ran it up, you hear me? Can't you tell they jock me? Watch how niggas copy My wrist got frostbites, my neck got icicles I got it out the mud, ridin' on a bicicle And if you ain't a thug, might be hard to vibe with you Right now she got my heart so I'm gon' take my time with you I got a lot of hoes, tell 'em wait in line I got a lot of jewels, got my shit from Shine And I lost a lot of homies, why my niggas dyin'? I need y'all here with me, I need y'all to help me shine My wrist got frostbites, my neck got icicles I got it out the mud, ridin' on a bicicle And if you ain't a thug, might be hard to vibe with you Right now she got my heart so I'm gon' take my time with you I'm gon' take my time Right now she got my heart From Letras Mania