Lyrics:
a pose
I'm still ridin' on elbows, in eighty-threes and eighty-fo's
The gangsta slab is what I flip, wood grain is what I grip
That purple drank is what
Lord have mercy, sweet like Hershey
Kisses, diamonds for the misses, ices on the wrist-es
All different colors of the spectrum
The smallest flaw and I
witnessing me blow up
Like seeing a tank of gas explode
And I'm, I'm high like a flight I'm sitting back of coach
By the window sipping Jack and Cokes
never the less on my jock
Devastated by the knock I got
In a trunk with a fallen top
I'm a playa, nominated for G of the Year
With rocks in my ear
Wood
don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire
Your old man took her diamonds and tiaras by the score
Now she gets her kicks in Stepney
Not in
Wall, with the wood out my grill
I can do a girl wrong, and she goin' be by me still
I can get caught cheating on my feet, maybe she will
Never leave,
At first I didn't think that I was cut enough to bleed
Then I saw my secrets gettin' swallowed by the sea
Through a telescope
I saw a diamond
At first I didn't think that I was cut enough to bleed
Then I saw my secrets gettin' swallowed by the sea
Through a telescope
I saw a diamond
Gator shoes on 24's
Haters wanna throw them bones and (I don't like the look of it)
We do it big in every state
Pick diamonds in heavy weight
They say
If it ain't for money then forget it
Diamonds on my wrist so precious
My whole style expensive
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Hop back in this bitch, I'm
Not the type to piss off when I'm high
I just rolled me a whole other leaf
Burning woods like a built a new fire place
I been smoking this za by the P
I
my mind
That's why they help me try
Two wrongs that don't make a right
My necklace shining diamonds bright
Gangnem double back
He spilled the beans
back in the field
Kareem Hunt (Kareem Hunt)
Puttin' three grams in my 'Wood
we don't need blunts (We don't need 'em)
Puttin' stickers on these bags
LIKE ITS NUN
SNATCH NIGGA SOUL FA DAT MONEY THEY RUN YA DOWN SPIN ON THEY BLOCK WITH DAT CUTTA ROUNDS AFTER ROUNDS DIRTY DRUGS WHAT YA NEED SURVE BY DA
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Only time I see the view is right by the sink (no kizzy)
Only time I see the view is right by the sink (yeah)
Only time I see
stare lil' bitch, ooh (diamonds all for the what?)
Ooh, drinkin' lean like it's beer, huh (beer)
Pullin' bitches by they hair, ooh
Ridin' 'round in
pavement
You can't spit if you dead in the ground
In the woods where ya head'll be found
And its good that you getting it now in the prescient confessin'
close my eyes, you're by my side
With the chocolate skin
The dark hair and those brown eyes
I see you in my Cadillac dreams
I made up my mind by the end
in the sky.
My eyes on the prize of course I'm a ride.
When diamonds grip the wood it's understood how could you test my drive
Don't interrupt my
candy paint, sprayed by that Eddie
12 coats of that clear lookin' like some grape jelly
My paint's drippin' wet, my slab is superb
Park the truck
them point lessons like
How to move in the woods
Not to live by the book
Not to take a second look
When I’m gone, it’s for good
It’s for good
If I’m
you finer things
Like all of them diamond rings bitches kill for
Would you still roll?
If we couldn't see the sun risin' off the shore of Thailand
Like a wild-wood flower
Doesn't have to reach for the sun
And when it needs a drop of water
It doesn't have to ask the rain to come
I don't
you finer things
Like all of them diamond rings bitches kill for
Would you still roll?
If we couldn't see the sun risin' off the shore of Thailand
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