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Master P
2:50A wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice (yo, God, me and Grey's on the freeway right now) And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white (but my girl gon' break it to you, it's comin' from Louisville) Wrist wrist wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice (holler at me when you get there) And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white (ah, ah, ah, ah) A wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white Wrist wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white (uh, uh) A thousand grams, I done flipped it to a mil' And my nigga lookin' crazy 'cause he gone off them pills And my belt buck a safe a size Two bundles in my waistline, hope the Feds don't stop me I'm the freeway in that new Bentley truck Callin' me two bad bitches in that fuckin' rental truck Told 'em hit me up when they touch down Break it up, bust it down Throw it in the air, Drew Brees, it's a touchdown I don't give a fuck, money by the gallons Yeah, I'm a rich nigga, I only fuck with stallions Ice cream man with the Snow White Gloves No limit in this bitch, throw it up and let it go A wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white Wrist wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white A wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white Wrist wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white I am, Doughboy Shit Real nigga anthem, Mr. Mr. I am Free nigga stamp, know what that mean He a fish then, hey baby, head clap I'm goin' in, I don't give a fuck what niggas say I get my grind on, I don't need security in the club I got my 9 on, wife and a wife 6 to get my shine on, bitches play them games But bitches know my man strong Wrist full of rain, full of VVS1's And club DGs, Fredericks and Warrens A wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice (Ha, ha, yeah, yeah) Wrist wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice A wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white Last year I couldn't make it rain Doin' bad, money tight Fuck pull up in that Maybach All black with a gold stripe Coke came out, dead time Project my bloodline Thinkin' 'bout my dog C Hopin' he get free time Me and P, we ball out Drink 'til we fall out You a bad chick with a five mile I buy them all out Downtown, I carry that Breed of life, I married that Used to be a real nigga Now you just a real rat On the highway with that real white Some of y'all just studio Act sure God and Young Jeezy Real hustlers know how it go Sellin' raw dope and a raw game Killers come, they bust brains Got fifty bricks, ain't no dummy Johnny Depp gon' blow money A wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white Wrist wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white A wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white Wrist wrist full of rain, full of tears, full of ice And a bitch in a Rilla with a trunk full of white