Текст песни Chris Brown - Wrist

[Intro: Solo Lucci & Chris Brown] Wrist, trill, wrist, trill Wrist, trill, wrist, drippin' and drippin' Wrist skrr, skrr tip, four tip, wrist Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin, trippin' [Verse 1: Solo Lucci] My wrist 'bout 30 below, why would I be worried 'bout hoes? And if you ain't ever leaning, swerving in traffic, you ain't feel that dirty before Kept me tipping on four, diamond trippin', prolly sippin' on four Ferragamo slippers dipped 'em in gold with so many women, think I'm pimpin' on hoe [Verse 2: Chris Brown] Cause my wrist still drippin', popo still tip In the cut with my hittas, no they do not miss I'm a champagne pourin' nigga, I love big asses and tits (Show me them tities) And if you're here just to witness, I just just promise this [Hook: Chris Brown] Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip Wrist, drip, popos tip On my wrist, tip, four tip Wrist drip, popos tip [Verse 2: Chris Brown] No he not ballin' like us, who the fuck he think he is? You gotta come to my city, you gotta see how we live (Pull up with the drug dealers) You should just come on the bed, I should just fuck you right now Or just forget what I said, I just be thinkin' out loud Thinking out loud, thinking out loud Can I hit in the mirror? (Yeah) I wanna see your body clearer Let's think out loud (Think out loud) Girl my wrist doin' 85 in a 35, 35, 35 [Hook: Chris Brown] Wrist, tip, four, tip Wrist, drip, popos tip On my wrist, tip, four tip Wrist drip, popos tip [Verse 3: Solo Lucci] My wrist 30 below, it cost about 40 Got 50 on me, my neck is retarded But nigga I don't get it, my bitch is a baller But she from the streets so don't get us started Handcuffs like I got arrested homie Ferragamo's on me got me flexin' on 'em Mud, mud, got all these taxes on me Diamonds shining that's for VVS' only Leanin' off activis, tippin' on four, thinkin' 'bout when you just sleep on it like mattresses But that's how it go, I'm gettin' that dough ain't about to count up like it's calculus I got my name out that trappin' shit but I got the fame out this rappin' and shit Now my watch and my chain is immaculate [Hook: Chris Brown] Wrist, tip, four, tip Wrist, drip, popos tip On my wrist, tip, four tip Wrist drip, popos tip Wrist, tip, four, tip Wrist, drip, popos tip On my wrist, tip, four tip Wrist drip, popos tip
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