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young thug – custom lyrics

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[intro: young thug]
diamonds custom
diamonds custom
slatt slatt slatt
tay keith f-ck these n-gg-s up!

[chorus: young thug]
all my diamonds bussin’ homie
all my diamonds custom on me
chains they be clutchin’ on me
gold it look like mustard on me
all my diamonds bussin’ homie
all my diamonds custom on me
chains they be clutchin’ on me
all my diamonds custom on me

[verse 1: young thug]
porshe came with the rocks in the ‘nel bag
n-gg-s straight up actin’ like i am the big bad
blat blat, slatt slatt, n-gg- big racks (slatt)
amateur n-gg-s soundin’ like me y’all n-gg-s whack
pull up to ya crib in a banshee pop a wheelie (skrrt)
swear these n-gg-s ratting out here like y’all need cheese
just bought a new cup now i’m pourin’ up my lean
shawty with the red bottoms said the maybach too clean
i said pipe down i think it need a wipe down
splish splash, diamonds dripping turn ’em into ice now
push start, big foreign, going 120 down the speedway
see the opps, said get the f-ck out of me way
elliante in the workshop finna get a new patek like uzi
take the whole gang to see the ocean on a cruise ship
i f-cked a ho down, that sex was kinda juicy
she know i’m not tryna love her now, she not lucy

[chorus: young thug]
all my diamonds bussin’ homie
all my diamonds custom on me
chains they be clutchin’ on me
gold it look like mustard on me
all my diamonds bussin’ homie
all my diamonds custom on me
chains they be clutchin’ on me
all my diamonds custom on me

[verse 2: drake]
i f-ck with slime man that’s a fact, n-gg- slatt
i told gadget make this one pop, i swear that n-gg- got my back
they said i was done for good man all these records f-cking platt
was in the club at like 4 am i was laying down the jacks
i said no to the super bowl just like hov
rolling paper back at home
n-gg-s chaka-chaka doing road
don’t got time for this shit i might switch my mode
add the richie to the card
i don’t want the audermar
take a rocket out to mars
i’m with sheck i’m with thugger
3 in the morning in the ‘stu tryna make another
b-tch i’m smooth just like b-tter
been making money, getting cabbage
but on real shit, free up savage

[chorus: young thug]
all my diamonds bussin’ homie
all my diamonds custom on me
chains they be clutchin’ on me
gold it look like mustard on me
all my diamonds bussin’ homie
all my diamonds custom on me
chains they be clutchin’ on me
all my diamonds custom on me



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