Lyrics:
won't hand us diamonds and pearls
So nigga you if made it teach me how to make it so
It won't be a fuckin' problem while we living in this world, but you
a .40 by my dick, just like sperm
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil, but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls
the president, but I'm really not the fed
See, that's why I'm really goin' fed
Nigga, I'm fuckin' fed up
Paco livin' wet, cause they gettin' real buff
Down
tell
Which I say and play, day by day
When I groove to the sounds of Jam Master Jay
So let's go now
Ya don't stop
You keep on and
Rock the house!
Lohan baby
Get with the program baby
Get with the program baby
Get with the program
I'm finna rock out like Pearl Jam
My bro got a choppa it won't jam
halfway to heaven,
Pearl Jam turned up to eleven,
Young and we were runnin' baby,
Whole world flyin' by like a teenage-dream,
Tattoo's gonna fade if you let
hide me from her fam
Now she catchin feelings, yeah, she in a fuckin' jam
But I don't give a shit, yeah, I'm not yo' man
I could switch up different
Emeralds all I'm fuckin wit
I stay strapped with diamond clips
Dont slip on my ruby drip
I'm regal like Amethyst
All these pearls wrapped around my wrist
I
yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four
famous
I also thank u for the rumor so there goes my patience
This fuckin beef is like a battle between the two nations
Killshot was just a fuckin jam but
the same fuckin brain that put a coffin in steps
Its the effect of a mothafucka overworkin
He bought a pearl and
An earrin
Before he could afford it
It done
I ain't ever flip a bird I can still show you how to make a band
Getting colder by the minute gotta keep a heater pray it never jam
Scared money
short
I've been writin songs, I'm calm, I'm a good sport
One year has gone by, with tecs jam up in your eye
I'm on some clever shit, fuck it man,
came and get it I got the smoke
Niggas jam me everywhere Lil' Snupe
Name up in every coast
They say man that nigga ballin'
Nigga know how I come
Yeah he
up and have it out
by the end of day
can't keep up with the cadence man
I don't know what to say
I been runnin w gators
And I been coverin favors
I
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
that's as evil as shit I am
Real demon, I'ma look you in your eyes in that jam
I'm seein' murder like the all-seein' eye by the dollar
Evil's runnin'
the bubble butch
All up in the party swangin' E's and C's
Wit a car full a heat, hope you want my beats
I came to the party dog by myself
Twenty out
fuckin felt
Everybody actin like they cool but I don't fuck with you
Nobody ever understands what the fuck I've been going through
I've been played by
Mmh (yeah), mmh, mmh
This is not a test (mmh), check
Easy does it (just turn my headphones up a little bit)
Easy does it (yeah)
(Mmh, mmh) Ayy
a fuckin' latrine
Nigga, wake up, this ain't a dream, it's reality
You should've read the warning labels
By any means, may cause fatalities we're fatal
By
all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
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