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Wrist (Feat. Solo Lucci)

Chris Brown

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Wrist (Feat. Solo Lucci)

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[Solo Lucci & Chris Brown]Wrist, trill, wrist, trillWrist, trill, wrist, drippin' and drippin'Wrist skrr, skrr tip, four tip, wristTrippin', trippin', trippin', trippin'Trippin', trippin', trippin, trippin'[Solo Lucci]My wrist 'bout 30 below, why would I be worried 'bout hoes?And if you ain't ever leaning, swerving in trafficYou ain't feel that dirty beforeKept me tipping on four, diamond trippin'Prolly sippin' on fourFerragamo slippers dipped 'em in goldWith so many women, think I'm pimpin' on hoe[Chris Brown]Cause my wrist still drippin', popo still tipIn the cut with my hittas, no they do not missI'm a champagne pourin' niggaI love big asses and tits (Show me them tities)And if you're here just to witness, I just just promise thisHold my wrist, tip, four, tipWrist, drip, popos tipOn my wrist, tip, four tipWrist drip, popos tipNo he not ballin' like us, who the fuck he think he is?You gotta come to my cityYou gotta see how we live (Pull up with the drug dealers)You should just come on the bedI should just fuck you right nowOr just forget what I said, I just be thinkin' out loudThinking out loud, thinking out loudCan I hit in the mirror? (Yeah)I wanna see your body clearerLet's think out loud (Think out loud)Girl my wrist doin' 85 in a 35, 35, 35Wrist, tip, four, tipWrist, drip, popos tipOn my wrist, tip, four tipWrist drip, popos tip[Solo Lucci]My wrist 30 below, it cost about 40Got 50 on me, my neck is retardedBut nigga I don't get it, my bitch is a ballerBut she from the streets so don't get us startedHandcuffs like I got arrested homieFerragamo's on me got me flexin' on 'emMud, mud, got all these taxes on meDiamonds shining that's for VVS' onlyLeanin' off activis, tippin' on fourThinkin' 'bout when you just sleep on it like mattressesBut that's how it goI'm gettin' that dough ain't aboutTo count up like it's calculusI got my name out that trappin' shitBut I got the fame out this rappin' and shitNow my watch and my chain is immaculate[Chris Brown]Wrist, tip, four, tipWrist, drip, popos tipOn my wrist, tip, four tipWrist drip, popos tipWrist, tip, four, tipWrist, drip, popos tipOn my wrist, tip, four tipWrist drip, popos tip

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