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    [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'

    [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

    [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

    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?
    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

    [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

    [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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