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mickey diamond - happy hour lyrics

[intro]
no liquor before 12
big one nine (dia+dia+diamonds like)
dia+dia+diamonds like (dia+dia+diamonds like, before 12)
love it feel good (dia+dia+diamonds like)
no liquor, no liquor (no liquor)
(dia+dia+diamonds like)
before 12, before 12, before 12 (love it when it feel good)
before 12, before 12 (before 12)
(dia+diamonds like)

[verse 1]
mich+michael jack’+michael jack, the way i moonwalk on the track+tr+track (diamonds)
my b+tch askin’ me for change, but when i do it’s just like a bum askin’ me for change
even when i give it to her nothin’ ever change
you’ll think it’s all good, sh+t, but i seen better days
my wife just told me that we should go our seperate ways
and she said it like that was the best decision ever made (made)
what the f+ck? my flow wetter than the everglades (the everglades)
i’m still rappin’ ’bout this cheddar that i never saved
meanwhile you rappin’ ’bout berettas that you never waved
really, i’m a ghetto ass n+gga, but i’m well+behaved (but i’m well+behaved)
no liquor, i’ma wait for after 12 to shade (after 12 to shade)
’cause revenge taste different when your bills is paid
for pete’s sakes i need to get away like mobb deep (mobb deep)
somewhere with palm trees and a calm breeze
god, please help me, i’m down on both knees
i pray he never bless me with some sh+t i don’t need
shall i proceed? wack rappers force+feed
kentucky derby style, hit the track at horse speed
life’s a b+tch and she couldn’t divorce me
pre nuptials and lawyership would of been costly (been costly)
keep coke in coffee, the money smellin’ mufti
can’t learn it from school, that’s somethin’ that ho taught
everybody got they eye on me (diamonds like)
liquor, smack dvd and i’m battlin’ my sobriety
mickey been nice, i don’t rap for notoriety
me and my wife see it black and white, ebony and ivory (diamonds like)
[chorus]
no liquor, no liquor, no liquor
before 12, (love it when it feel good), before 12, before 12
before 12 (before 12)
no liquor, no liquor, no liquor
before 12, (love it when it feel good), before 12, before 12 (before 12)

[verse 2]
yo, yo
these windin’ spirits help design the lyrics i write
live highlights, kick it like michael jai white
five mic, handle bars like a n+gga ride bikes
you guys like nursery rhymes, three blind mice
my next sh+t gon’ come with a sider, refried rice
beyond nice, shine brighter than neon lights
tellin’ all my n+ggas “we gon’ be alright”
it’s hard to worry ’bout these other crews when we all nice (diamonds like)
i got a phone call from cise, yo, we scorpio twins
he hopin’ i win, been waitin’ on this moment all my life
a thousand for a verse, don’t ever disregard my price
or try to talk me down, n+gga (me down, n+gga, diamonds)
you know my sound, now watch me turn this holy water into brown liquor
when i put it down the whole town pick up
let me talk profound with ya, we quotin’ underground scriptures
the game was lookin’ dim, i had to change the light fixture
i don’t like pictures taken, i rather give you a thousand words
pr+nouns and verbs, you other n+ggas just sound absurd
sit down, observe, i take what i deserve
they ain’t know i had the shakes, i had to make a n+gga swerve (swerve)
just for bein’ in my lane, i turn this sh+t into the purge
through the sky when we emerge, super fly, he need a fur
you and i be the verse, you will not be the first
nor last, basic instructions before leavin’ earth
[chorus]
no liquor, no liquor, no liquor
before 12, (love it when it feel good), before 12, before 12
before 12
no liquor, no liquor, no liquor
before 12, (love it when it feel good), before 12, before 12

[outro]
i’ve always, that’s one thing with me, man
i, i been a big fan
of detroit hiphop (diamond dallas, what?)
the scene, so, like, that was plus too
when he told me he was from detroit
before you even, i even heard you rap
i’m like “yeah, i like this dude, man”
you know i mean? i’m a, i’m a big fan of, uh, just that whole movement, man

- mickey diamond lyrics

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