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dababy - diamonds lyrics

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[verse 1]
i pour that lean in the double-cup, 4‚500 stuffed in my joggers
i  got a lil’ b-tch in college be cuttin’ up‚ she mix her hennessy with the molly
if  you knew what i knew‚ boy, you wouldn’t try me
price on your head, boy‚ go get that body
’cause if it ain’t running nose, it’s eddy murphy
these  all dirty hunnids from catching bodies
just  came back from south by southwest in austin
all the white people telling me that i’m awesome
came  a long way from taking no losses
don’t f-ck with lames, i kick it with bosses
don’t give a f-ck‚ get it from my daddy
if i roll in my past, then just teach your family
n-gg-s  ain’t k!lling me, n-gg-s ain’t feeling me
n-gg-s ain’t real as me, n-gg-s some hoes
ask for low, put them things on the road
right hand on my soul, i don’t love none of these hoes
n-gg-s get in they feelings and diss me subliminally
then they be wondering what done got into me
i got the juice, you know juice give you energy
f-ck out your feelings, don’t care who ain’t feeling me
your girl always feeling me, look
i f-cked the b-tch, turn into a monster
now that’s your b-tch, you tell her you love her
pull off in a rental, come back in a foreign
get miss and dismiss the b-tch because she boring
f-ck all that taxing, it’s getting annoying
i need a freaky b-tch like to do p-rn
she like to think she kardashian
when baby jesus done rappin’, i’m taxin’ em
business is business, don’t like it then f-ck ya
yeah, that’s my n-gg-, don’t mean that i trust him
i’m still ’bout whatever, my n-gg-, i love you
whenever the sh-t hit the fan, need some crutches
whenever the sh-t hit the fan, b-tch, i’m bustin’
you ever feel lucky? come see if i’m bluffin’
yeah, you n-gg-s know that’s a no-go
jammin’ that paperwork, boy, that’s a no-no
keep being affiliated with the po-po

[break]
hold on, hold on, hold on, snip, hold on, man
you gotta stop that sh-t right there, man
i can not be affiliated with the po-po
all police–ss n-gg-s stay away from me, man
cheese-eater
i don’t f-ck around with pork, you hear me?
i’m half-muslim, you already know

[verse 2]
boy, where they do that at
that partnership, she said you gon’ ride
shoot me a n-gg-, i don’t f-ck with snitches
you n-gg-s is b-tches, you tell on real n-gg-s
then get out of prison
can’t wait ’til the day that they free all my n-gg-s



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