**Title: "Feet Up, Wristy"** *(Chorus)* Yeah, they know my name, call me Wristy, Pretty feet on a girl, that's the vision, come and get me. Got the whole crowd lit, bitches lining up, Every time I step through, they know what's up. *(Verse 1)* I'm not just flexin', no, I got a taste, Loving on the curves, those pedicured stakes. Silk and smooth, they got that glow, Toes painted perfect, stealing every show. I’m the vibe they chase, yeah, they feel the pull, Open up the door, got 'em feeling full, Stilettos, sandals, I admire the flair, When they strut by me, it’s a breath of fresh air. *(Chorus)* Yeah, they know my name, call me Wristy, Pretty feet on a girl, that's the vision, come and get me. Got the whole crowd lit, bitches lining up, Every time I step through, they know what's up. *(Verse 2)* Hit the scene, shades on, I'm the main attraction, Feet on the pedestal, that's my satisfaction. Got the ladies trippin’, can you blame ‘em though? When I walk in the room, it’s an instant show. Playing footsie with looks, yeah, it’s all in the game, Whispers in my ear, I’m the one they can’t tame. Lines around the block, they wanna catch a glimpse, Wristy in the spotlight, can’t let the vibe limp. *(Chorus)* Yeah, they know my name, call me Wristy, Pretty feet on a girl, that's the vision, come and get me. Got the whole crowd lit, bitches lining up, Every time I step through, they know what's up. *(Bridge)* From the heels to the flats, I’m the connoisseur, Feeling like a king, and they all want more. Each step that I take, it echoes in the night, Got them all mesmerized under city lights. *(Verse 3)* Each girl with a story, I’m the one they admire, Pretty little feet that set my soul on fire. Living life lavish, it’s a different kind of thrill, With my wrist iced up, yeah, I’m packing the chill. A vibe so infectious, we’re turning up the heat, Every corner of the block, they just can’t take a seat. Wristy got the magic, and the floors start to shake, When those pretty feet come through, I can feel the quake. *(Chorus)* Yeah, they know my name, call me Wristy, Pretty feet on a girl, that's the vision, come and get me. Got the whole crowd lit, bitches lining up, Every time I step through, they know what's up. *(Outro)* So next time you see me, know what I adore, Those pretty little feet, always asking for more. Wristy in the game, and I’m setting the pace, In a world full of love, it’s a foot-fetish race.