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jayinthecut - diamonds dancin' wit da stars lyrics

[intro]
ooh
ooh
yuh
saw you flippin’ on my turf, then i’m kicking down your door
run up on me with a shotty, let the body hit the floor (baow)
then i’m leaving in the car, no lion, but the lambo roar
i’m still thinking ’bout the concerts and the little bitty wh0r-s (you dig)

[verse 1]
don’t give a d-mn about a girl, i’m with the hoes and with the sh-ts
ain’t talking skating, but we grindin’ in the bed, we doin’ tricks (skrt)
don’t do no talking but i keep a clip and let my choppa spit (hrra)
you talking sh-t pull out the 40, and i’m spraying out the whip (pew pew)
you selling tree all on my spot, then i’ma stump you with my draco
pull off in a martian, inside of the car look like some mayo (white)
spanish girls twerking on deck, so i’m getting all this dinero (bands)
in my car you see the stars so you can call me galileo
in my car you see the stars, in the wraith, call it a phantom
in the wraith pull up with two girls, and you know we do it tandem (two)
she was wishin’ for my d-ck, so you know that her wish was granted
then she asked me where i’m from, and i said b-tch another planet (ur-n-s)
pull up in a foreign, galaxy in the car (skrt)
hit up n0bu, don’t eat tofu, then i cop some caviar
all my girls bad, ’cause i got them from the snack bar
put my wrist to the roof, diamonds dancin’ wit da stars! (yuh)

[verse 2]
patek on my wrist
bust down cuz i’m rich (rich)
pop an addy, hit a l1ck
run up on me, catch a clip (pew)
chop the top in the whip
got yo’ girl showin’ t-ts
you a cracker, call you ritz
ap skelly from the swiss (skelly)
got my chain on p-ss (p-ss)
got yo’ girl doin splits
got a body in the vip
gucci snake, and it hiss (hiss)
and yo’ girl wanna kiss
you a bong, i’ma rip
gave me top, then i dip
runoff in the sp-ceship

[verse 3]
then i’m runnin’, and i’m runnin’, and im runnin’ off fast (dash)
got a hunnid, and a hunnid, another hunnid on the dash (crash)
then i’m speedin’ in the foreign, better hope i don’t crash
never finna be in jail, but the police be on my -ss
got the police all on my -ss, i ain’t never do nothing wrong
but i’m blowin’ up, i’m getting heat, and they singing my songs
they want to stop my grind and diss me, try to take all that i own
but i’m the king, this is my town, and i am sitting on my throne

[verse 4]
i don’t got a car ’cause i uber (i uber)
diamonds finna blind you like a shooter (pow pow pow)
i’ma take your sh-t like a mover (yeet)
all electric black like the scooter (that’s the tesla)
i’m above everybody and they all look up to me
every time i make a song, it’s a slap, guarantee (slap)
man yo’ jumper broken, but you didn’t buy the warranty (nah)
all these girls pledge to me like i am a sorority (daddy)
all these girls pledge to me, i gotta keep a bodyguard
if it was up to me, me and my boys would party hard
party every day, got beads on deck like this sh-t mardi gras
she got up in my car, i bent her down and she ain’t have no bra

[verse 5]
girls on they knees cuz i wanna pick they brain (head)
then i put it in her mouth, i can’t hear what she sayin’
if you see me in the whip, just know the choppa bullets sprayin’
run up on me or my crew, yo’ mama finna be prayin’
she finna pray all day for her son
call the cops on some people in the wraith they got a gun
got 12 on my -ss, i will never go to jail
12-inch snow all on my wrist and p-ssy boy you got some hail (hail)
hannah baker, suicide doors twist up
open it, then i walk out duffel got the big bucks
i hopped inside the mazi on red carpet with the brinks truck
when jay hops on a track they gonna have to call a firetruck

[outro]
call a firetruck
we need an ambulance
diamonds dancin’ wit da stars
shoutout yung squinty

- jayinthecut lyrics

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