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before you lose your heart
Everytime it's broken a piece gets lost
You heal it by playing Diana Ross
Then it's back to hoeing like Santa Claus
How do we

you know
I make them hoes holla
No Saint Laurent
But you know a nigga
Been a boss
Fuck the cost
Bitch I’m from the D
I was made to floss
Diana Ross

to God without jumping through a hula
He told us to do business till He comes, He's the boss
So I won't stop, in the name of love, Diana Ross
Jesus is

that will slice, slice dope still like prosciutto
Rocked to sleep by a Geisha doll straight from Tokyo
I'm the ghetto Diana Ross, he's the hood Billy

dance  
Dance to Diana Ross 
Who’s dancing with The Supremes 
Dancing to Doris Day 
Thinkin’ about the squeaky-clean  
Fuck 
The American Dream  
Scream

Partner to Swing

Chino XL

Here to Save You All

1996

Adam Walsh
Your image faker than the hair on Diana Ross
Too far gone inside my art form
Worshipping the ground that I walk on, that's cool
But while

Knock your paws off sync
Left you flat like a soft drink
Got more styles than Diana Ross swing
Zone like Rick James when he smoke crack
You and Charli

Powers That Be

Raphael Saadiq

Rather You Than Me

2017

album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will
Had to balance, Double M is the imperial
Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope
Fucking centerfolds like I

enough
Drive-by's, blood-spattered on my shoe, I'm not hood enough
But why cry?
I Waka Flocka Flame, hit your block up
Thug life, it's in my veins, go

My Kung Fu

UTD

Urban Thermo-Dynamics

1999

cause I'm the boss
So mother[edited] Bruce Springsteen and Diana Ross
Because they know what the time is
I rock [edited] for the fly kids, be	-men,

Some Things You Never Get Used To

Diana Ross & the Supremes

Motown Chartbusters, Vol. 2

1997

Some Things You Never Get Used To
Diana Ross and the Supremes
Written and produced by Nickolas Ashford/Valerie Simpson) 

Charted for 7 weeks in

of the roof
Speak of the name they speak of the truth
I'm running the same it's changing my views

Yeah Diana Ross couldn't handle all the pressure I've been

around since time created dinosaurs
Sat in crowds that got aroused by Diana Ross
In a space that only relates to Santa Claus
I'm like a myth but giving

featured a piana
But now you’re up there in
Heaven with Princess Diana

Amy Amy it’s a terrible shamey
You couldn’t cope with the pressures of famey
Amy Amy

honey, honey, honey

Open my wings up like an albatross
I'm comin out like I'm Diana Ross
Step over the threshold
Now I roll towards a higher goal
And I'm

no escape from these monsters
If you start shit we ain't stopping
Barricade your way so you get blocked in
Thinking you'll survive on some Diana Ross

and pass me by
"Dirty Diana", for you, I ran from Atlanta, it's true
Give her the paste (uh)
This not a regular bag
You better not treat me the regular way

name hannah
Black and white bitches I call that hoe panda
Offended by my lyrics get out your feelings
Drop bout two albums you still ain't want hear it

and they ain't understand me
I had too much sauce
Before my time I was too much boss
In a Maybach with a mil, too much Ross
My freshman class'll whoop

I Breaks 'Em Off

Coolio

America Is Dying Slowly

1996

crack addict 
I'll dip you in some sauce, fool, I'm the boss 
And I still be sending busters to Harris & Ross 
You, gotta pay the cost I refuse to take

Yea, four gold albums, one platinum plaque
Still shining i get my record hot
They tried to tell me keep grinding
Live in Miami
How I’m pposed to get some

and Jacob in the motherland
I'm Moses posin' against the king freein' his people
I'm Babylon tryna reach God by buildin' a steeple
I'm the strongest man

When they ask me what I need I'll say a capo, a lemonade, a dollar fifty
A big bathtub, prosthetic feet, diana ross' role in mahogany
So I can hang

I got clear vision like a Nikon lens
Bet on me bring the dice on in
No telling when the life gon’ end so
Too paid for a night off, ah yeah
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