Wrist Lyrics - Royalty - 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' 

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 

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 

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Hold my wrist, tip, four, tip 

Wrist, drip, popos tip 

On my wrist, tip, four tip 

Wrist drip, popos tip 

No he not ballin' like us, who the fuck he think he is? (U like the for 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 

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 

Wrist, tip, four, tip 

Wrist, drip, popos tip 

On my wrist, tip, four tip 

Wrist drip, popos tip 

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 

Wrist, tip, four, tip 

Wrist, drip, popos tip 

On my wrist, tip, four tip 

Wrist drip, popos tip 

On my wrist, tip, four tip 

Wrist drip, popos tip