djor - diamonds + pearls lyrics
[chorus]
i got the charm and the diamonds and pearls
i flipped pies sold lines to the girls
i took flight, airlines round the world
i lead packs had em line up to herd
i sold wax, put a price on the words
i showed cats, felines, how to purr
i spit flows they was dying to serve
i did that, on the rise, on the verge, get that
[verse]
it’s that mister get back, i show up to the party late to miss the chit chat
these haters want a glimpse in the vip, who is that?
you wish that, you could be amidst and live lavish
i’m into chips, i never miss the big bag b-tch
i’m in the ritz carlton to hit that l1ck
the jam cl1ck and never miss, i clip that chick
and dip off with the bricks and i hit that trip
i’m in the booth cute, too gully
i tell a n-gga there ain’t nothing he could do for me
bap let me in coupe with the roof sunny
and i could never hate on you cause you too bummy
the money long like a ted talk
yabba the do i make the bed rock
rick flair n-gga, i get em up in the head lock
these n-ggas just dead, secure it i been a deadlock
flex in effect, evergreen, like a hemlock
[chorus]
i got the charm and the diamonds and pearls
i flipped pies sold lines to the girls
i took flight, airlines round the world
i lead packs had em line up to herd
i sold wax, put a price on the words
i showed cats, felines, how to purr
i spit flows they was dying to serve
i did that, on the rise, on the verge, get that
[verse]
it’s that b-tch who rip that
i show up on ya block she like, “b-tch, who is that?”
i’m all up in the mix like a whisk to whip that
been ballin since a jit, lego bricks to big stacks b-tch
i’m in the benz on ya six, you big back b-tch
a target but i shop at saks, the fifth ave sh-t
you prêt a porte and my fit ain’t been average
a stew frick on my body at the gig that’s lit
i’m on the roof yelling, “who want it?”
to tell the truth i don’t shoot, i let juice gun it
them birds chirping just to prove like a boost on it
b-tch i’m f-cking on a yout with a cute stomach
i’m never two timing, you see i rock bells
fly as h-ll and cool as infidels baby can’t you tell
i do it well like ll, serving n-ggas fresh h-ll
get at me daughter, i’ll show you b-tches how to get there
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