Chris Brown - Wrist (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Chris Brown - Wrist (en) Lyrics
Wrist, drip, wrist, dip
Wrist, drip, wrist, drippin'
and drippin'
Wrist skrr, skrr tip, four tip, wrist
Drippin', drippin', drippin',
drippin', drippin', drippin',
drippin, drippin'
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
sip that dirty before
Catch me tipping on 4's,
diamond drippin', prolly
sippin' on 4's
Ferragamo slippers dipped 'em
in gold with so many women,
think I'm pimpin' on hoes
'Cause my wrist still
drippin', 44's 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 promise this
Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 44's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, 44's tip
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
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 doin' 85 in a 35, 35, 35
Wrist, tip, four, tip
My wrist 30 below, it cost about 40
Get 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, I got all these taxes on me
Diamonds shining that's for VVS' only
Leanin' off Activis, tippin'
on four, thinkin' 'bout winter
how you just sleep on it like
mattresses
But that's how it go, I'm
gettin' that dough and I'm
'bout to count up like it's
calculus
I got my name out that
trappin' shit but I got the
fame out this rappin' shit
Now my watch and my chain is immaculate
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