Chris Brown - Wrist feat. Solo Lucci
Chris Brown - Wrist feat. Solo Lucci Stream/Download: (Lyrics): [Intro: Solo Lucci, Chris Brown] Wrist, trill, wrist, trill Wrist, trill, wrist, drippin and drippin Wrist (Skrrt, skrrt), tip (Woo), four, tip (Woo) Wrist Drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin (Woo) [Verse 1: Solo Lucci] My wrist bout thirty-below (Low) Why would I be worried bout hoes? (Why would?) And if you aint ever leanin, swervin in traffic You aint sip that dirty before (That dirty-dirty) Catch me tippin on 4s (Skrrt) Diamonds drippin, prolly sippin on 4s Ferragamo slippers, dipped em in gold (Woo!) With so many women, think Im pimpin them hoes [Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown] Cause my wrist still drippin, 44s still tip In the cut with my hittas (Gang) No, they do not miss Im a champagne-pourin nigga I love big asses and tits (Show me them titties) And if youre here just to witness, I just promise this [Chorus: Chris Brown, Solo Lucci] Hold my wrist (Skrrt, skrrt), tip, four (Four), tip Wrist, drip (Drip), 44s tip Hold my wrist (Wrist), tip (Tip), four (Four), tip (Tip) Wrist (Wrist), drip (Drip), 44s tip (Tippin, tippin, tippin, tippin, tippin) [Verse 2: Chris Brown] No, he not ballin like us Who the fuck he think he is? (He a lame ass fuck nigga) 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 thinkin out loud Thinkin out loud (Loud), thinkin out loud (Loud) Can I hit it in the mirror? (Yeah) I wanna see your body clearer Lets think out loud, think out loud Got my wrist doin eighty-five in a thirty-five, thirty-five, thirty-five [Chorus: Chris Brown, Solo Lucci] Wrist, tip, four (Oh), tip (Hold my wrist) Wrist, drip, 44s tip (Oh) Hold my wrist, tip (Hold up), four, tip Wrist, drip (Hold my), 44s tip (Skrrt, skrrt) [Verse 3: Solo Lucci, Chris Brown, Solo Lucci & Chris Brown] My wrist thirty-below (Woo) It cost about forty, its fifty on me (Ah) My neck is retarded, but nigga, Im geeked (Grr) My bitch is a baller, but she from the streets (Jheese!) So dont get her started Handcuffs like I got arrested, homie (Oh) Ferragamos on me (Oh), got me flexin on em (Oh) Mud, mud (Mud), I got all these taxes on me (What?) Diamonds shinin, thats them VVSs on me Leanin off Actavis (Ah-yeah, Actavis) Tippin on fours Thinkin bout when the ho used to sleep on me like mattresses (Mattresses, woah) But thats how it go, now Im gettin that dough, and Im bout to count up like its calculus (Calculus, actually) I got my name off that trappin shit (Ah, skrrt-skrrt) But I got the fame off this rappin shit (Rappin shit, woo) Now my watch and my chain is immaculate (Oh) [Chorus: Chris Brown] Bitch, go head, look at my Wrist, tip (Hold my), four, tip (Hold my) Wrist, drip (Oh, hold my), 44s tip (Hold my) Hold my wrist, tip (Hold my), four, tip (Wrist, hold my) Wrist, drip (Hold my, yeah), 44s tip (Hold my) Wrist, tip, four, tip (Oh, hold my) Wrist, drip, 44s tip (Oh, ha, ooh) Tags: Wrist Lyrics Chris Brown Wrist Wrist Chris Brown Hold my wrist tip four tip Wrist drip 44s tip Hold my wrist tip four tip Chris Brown Wrist Lyrics Wrist Chris Brown Lyrics Chris Brown Lyrics Wrist Wrist Lyrics Chris Brown Solo Lucci Wrist Wrist Solo Lucci Wrist #ChrisBrown #Wrist #SoloLucci #Lyrics Contact: YpmaMusic@gmail.com
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