[Solo Lucci & Chris Brown]
Wrist, drip, wrist, dip
Wrist, drip, wrist, dripping and dripping
Wrist skrr, skrr tip, four tip, wrist
Dripping, dripping, dripping, dripping
Dripping, dripping, dripping, dripping

[Solo Lucci]
My wrist about thirty below
Why would I be worried about hoes?
And if you ain't ever leanings
Werving in traffic, you ain't sip that dirty before
Catch me tipping on four's
Diamond dripping, prolly sipping on four's
Ferragamo slippers dipped 'em in gold with so many women
Think I'm pimping on hoes

[Chris Brown]
Cause my wrist still dripping, four four's still tip
In the cut with my hittas, no they do not miss
I'm a champagne pouring nigga
I love big asses and tits (Show me them tities)
And if you're here just to witness, I just promise this

Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, four four's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, four four's tip

No he not balling 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
Oh just forget what I said
I just be thinking 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
Got my wrist doing eighty five in a thirty five, 35, 35

Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, four four's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, four four's tip

[Solo Lucci]
My wrist thirty below, it cost about fourthy
It's fifty on me, my neck is retarded
Fuck nigga I'm geeked, my bitch is a baller
But she from the streets so don't get her started
Handcuffs like I got arrested homie
Ferragamo's on me, got me flexing on them
Mud, mud, I got all these taxes on me
Diamonds shining, that's them VVS's on me
Leaning off Activis, tipping on fours
Thinking about when them hoes used to sleep on me like mattresses
But that's how it go, now I'm getting that dough
And I'm about to count up like it's calculus
(Actually) I got my name off that trapping shit
But I got the fame off this rapping shit
Now my watch and my chain is immaculate

[Chris Brown]
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, four four's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, four four's tip
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, four four's tip

Chris Brown & Solo Lucci - Wrist (Song Lyrics)

Chris Brown & Solo Lucci - Wrist (YouTube Video and Karaoke)


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