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Future – CUDDLE MY WRIST lyrics
[Intro]
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Cuddle my wrist, cu-cu-cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cu-cu-cuddle my bit'
Cuddle my wrist, cu-cu-cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my, cu-
Cuddle my, cuddle

[Chorus]
Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, cuddle my wrist

[Refrain]
I got that monkey on my back
I walk around with 500 racks
I keep the city on my shoulders, carry it 'round like a bag of stacks
I put a kid on a Bentayga
Dr. Miami, the ass fat
Nigga wanna play with the murda squad
Fuck around, I had to call up scratch

[Verse 1]
Goyard as soon as the bag got packed
Zone 6, sure, I ain't showing no slack
Never been a quitter, I'ma turn it to the max
Lean in my liver, I've been taking good batch
Real dope dudes don't hang around racks
Four by four, sitting taller than a 'Lac
[?], weigh it back
Canary yellow gold, Rollie and a Mac
Glock four-oh, plastic gat
VV coated, sitting on my chest
Pussy ass niggas don't call no threat
I'm a big dog, you ain't nothin' but a pet
Weak ass nigga boutta run outta check
Tryna keep up, better step up your neck
Had to eat it up when I caught up against
Snackin' on me, it ain't nothin' to address

[Chorus]
Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, cuddle my wrist

[Verse 2]
Fifty-five mil' on my carats
I never had to go and move on
Fishscale when you speak my status
Future already don't pick up the phone
We on a regular line, nigga
I can't talk 'bout nothin' at all
I heard y'all nigga get flatline
You better not tell the man what you saw
Soon as I drop, I got flinched up
Fuck all that drama, got heat up
I stop that hitta, my cuts up
Y'all to go crazy and bust up
Young nigga already purchased Ferrari
I came in with the head off
Jumbo panty gon' crush a career
All these wheels, got dust on the wheel
So many foreigns, a car doesn't show it
Poured up my cup when I hopped on the Lear
Drippin' severe, the guard is here
Dixon here, I got chartered here

[Refrain]
I got this monkey on my back
I walk around with 500 racks
I keep the city on my shoulders, carry it 'round like a bag of stacks
I put a kid on a Bentayga
Down to Miami, the ass fat
Nigga wanna play with the murda squad
Fuck around, I had to call up scratch

[Chorus]
Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, cuddle my wrist
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Songwriters: Nayvadius Wilburn, Xavier Lamar Dotson
CUDDLE MY WRIST lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group

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