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boaz - diamond in the ruff lyrics

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it was a clear a clear black night
clean white moon
arrested at night, gotta go right
well not quite
takes a special lady to hand you the spotlight
them bright light flash taking away your eyesight
so it’s best i avoid the line like
keepin’ my money right, my mind right
yea, i’m alright
you never guess who’s hiding behind the change
you see the diamonds on the lens of the cartiers
my dog’s on that exxo, ladies and chardonnays
drinkin’ responsibly, really she’d sponsor me
you wanna be a boss? work hard as me
hope you payin’ like you weighin’, sh-t hardly free

so here we are (here we are)
at the top (at the top)
lookin’ down (lookin’ down)
i fear the fall (i fear the fall)
and if i die (and if i die)
did i live it all?
spread my wings and fly
this feeling’s what i did it for

i’m comin’ off that mountain top to
see if i can fly
and i’m so high
i hear hip-hop cryin’, n-gg-s sayin’ she dyin’
ain’t lyin’
watchin’ diamonds in the ruff, keep it shinin’
i’m a breath of fresh air for the game, perfect timing

full of debts to the ghetto, i pray this sh-t’s right
see me and deeza flex next to the pharoh
trips crawl desert on a 2 hump camel
traditional row boat, two strap sandals
yea boy that’s g sh-t
the way i see sh-t
we can have a good time long as the good weezly
drink poured, i’m feeling good
this time last year i was back in the hood
not knowin’ what to do, changing a buck or two
a few n-gg-s wasn’t able to see the summer view
now somebody tell me what the world coming to
same old letter to some boy, ain’t nothing new

look all pockets on the car are getting used (all of them)
papered up, every line’s h-tting jew (you know)
everything situated, would you set a new one?
speed limit, seat belt, keep it cool
touchdown back into town, now let’s turn it up for the city
i’m the chairman of the hustler committee
who get it’s poppin’?
still seein’ pretty guns, hand c-ckin’
pretty broads lookin’ for n-gg-s to send ‘em shoppin’
you the world’s full of pimps and hoes
keep running game on ‘em, keep running game on ‘em
see it’s jumping out of cars and expensive clothes
they recognize a n-gg-, open up the lane for

- boaz lyrics

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