White Lyrics - Master P

Yo Gotti, me and Krazy on the freeway right now 

But my girl gon' bring it to you, it's coming from Louisville 

Holla at me when you get there 

A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white 

A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white 

A thousand grams, I done flipped into a mill 

And my nigga looking crazy, cause he gone off them pills 

And my belt buckle say, Versacci 

Two bundles in my waistline, hope the feds don't stop me 

On the freeway, in that new Bentley truck 

Follow me, two bad bitches in that fucking 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 ghost 

No Limit in this bitch, throw it up and let it go 

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A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white 

A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white 

A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white 

A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white 

Dope boy shit, real nigga anthem 

Mr.-Mr. I Am, street niggaz stand up 

Know what that means, he ain't finished it 

Hey bay-bay, hand clap I'm going in 

I don't give a fuck what niggaz say, I get my grind 

I don't need security in the club, I got my nine on 

White denim white sixes, get my shine on 

Bitches play them games, but bitch you know my mind strong 

Wrist full of ring full of, VVS-1's 

In the club D-G's, spending racks and one's 

A wrist full a ring full of, chest full of ice ha g'eah 

Wri-wrist full a ring full a, chest full of ice 

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A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white 

Last year I couldn't make it rain, doing bad money tight 

Pull up in that Maybach, all black with the gold stripes 

Cold game I did time, project my bloodline 

Thinking bout my dog C, hoping he get free time 

Me and P we ball out, drink till we fall out 

You a bad chick with a foul mouth, I buy that mall out 

Downtown I carry that, breeder life I married that 

Use to be a real niggaz, now you just a real rat 

On that highway with that real white, some of ya'll just studio 

Ask Yo Gotti and Young Jeezy, real hustlers know how it go 

Selling raw dope in a raw game, killers come they bust brains 

Got fifty bricks ain't no dummy, Johnny Depp blow money 

A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white 

A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white 

A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white 

A wrist full a ring full, a chest full of ice 

And a bitch in a rental, with a trunk full of white