"Cuddle My Wrist" lyrics
(Ahmad, nigga, what the word is?)
Hold up, feel like Future, cuddle my wrist
Hop on the stage and rock out that bitch (Say gang)
I'm in Atlanta, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit (Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout)
All of my hoes, they be thick as a bitch (Say what?)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Okay)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Okay)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Slatt)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Say what?)
All of these hoes basic (Fuck)
I don't want none of these hoes (Bitch)
I'm in the backseat smokin' on dope (Backseat, backseat)
Shawty got a whole lot of dope (Can't tell me shit)
Shawty said that she want Nine
Shawty got a whole lot of hope (Say what?)
Walk in the bitch, I'm the man, shawty, I feel like the Pope (Slatt)
I got these racks on me, I got these racks on me (R-R-Racks)
I give Posh the stick, I let him blast for me (Boom-boom)
I don't even fuck with these niggas
Hell nah, I can't pass the weed (Let's go)
All of these niggas my sons
And I don't even got no seed (Say what?)
Yeah, y-y-y-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, I finger the motherfuckin' pussy, yeah, yeah (Slatt)
Woah, I finger the motherfuckin' pussy, yeah, yeah (Motherfuckin' pussy)
Woah, I finger the motherfuckin' pussy, yeah, yeah (Say what?)
Hold up, feel like Future, cuddle my wrist
Hop on the stage and rock out that bitch (Say gang)
I'm in Atlanta, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit (Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout)
All of my hoes, they be thick as a bitch (Say what?)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Okay)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Okay)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Slatt)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Say what?)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Slatt)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Say what?)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Slatt)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Say what?)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Slatt)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Say what?)
Hold up, feel like Future, cuddle my wrist
Hop on the stage and rock out that bitch (Say gang)
I'm in Atlanta, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit (Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout)
All of my hoes, they be thick as a bitch (Say what?)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Okay)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Okay)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Slatt)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Say what?)
All of these hoes basic (Fuck)
I don't want none of these hoes (Bitch)
I'm in the backseat smokin' on dope (Backseat, backseat)
Shawty got a whole lot of dope (Can't tell me shit)
Shawty said that she want Nine
Shawty got a whole lot of hope (Say what?)
Walk in the bitch, I'm the man, shawty, I feel like the Pope (Slatt)
I got these racks on me, I got these racks on me (R-R-Racks)
I give Posh the stick, I let him blast for me (Boom-boom)
I don't even fuck with these niggas
Hell nah, I can't pass the weed (Let's go)
All of these niggas my sons
And I don't even got no seed (Say what?)
Yeah, y-y-y-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, I finger the motherfuckin' pussy, yeah, yeah (Slatt)
Woah, I finger the motherfuckin' pussy, yeah, yeah (Motherfuckin' pussy)
Woah, I finger the motherfuckin' pussy, yeah, yeah (Say what?)
Hold up, feel like Future, cuddle my wrist
Hop on the stage and rock out that bitch (Say gang)
I'm in Atlanta, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit (Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout)
All of my hoes, they be thick as a bitch (Say what?)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Okay)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Okay)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Slatt)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Say what?)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Slatt)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Say what?)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Slatt)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Say what?)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Slatt)
I feel like Future, I cuddle my wrist (Say what?)
