Diamond

Smoke DZA

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    Kush God, bitch
    Pimp hand strong
    Suplexin' hoes, like Brad Armstrong
    Suck a nigga dick chopped and screwed though
    Right

    [Hook: Ab-Soul]
    Bad bitch
    Whistle while you twerk on that dick
    That's it
    Make it nasty
    All that shit
    Classy, in the street
    But freaky in the bedroom
    Bad ho
    Whistle while you twerk
    And don't miss a note

    [Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
    (Riiiiight)
    She walk in and got the lil niggas widlin'
    Ass like, she employed by King of Diamonds
    Last night
    She got off, the paper pilin'
    Hoes mad tight
    But she twerk and keep stylin'
    Lickin' her lips just like she give the mean marvelous
    Ass clappin' on that green carpet
    Get it girl
    Slow grindin', got a nigga brick
    She tryna give a private dance and get a extra tip
    Shit
    She put that box right up for sale
    I got a couple 1s
    But I'm from the school of Akinyle
    She let my man pipe with some passes for Rock The Bells
    Haha
    These hoes is wicked
    I wonder what she do for some Jigga tickets
    Bad bitch
    But her mentality is classless
    Average
    Ho in the spot, tryna stack chips
    She like, if Jesus turned water into wine
    Then I could turn this pussy into diamonds

    I heard you
    I heard you shorty
    I dig ya plans
    I overstand
    You start talkin' 'bout bands
    A nigga be lookin' in the air like

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    [Hook: Ab-Soul]
    Bad bitch
    Whistle while you twerk on that dick
    That's it
    Make it nasty
    All that shit
    Classy, in the street
    But freaky in the bedroom
    Bad ho
    Whistle while you twerk
    And don't miss a note

    [Ab-Soul:]
    (Fuckin' suck a nigga dick, while hittin' the splits, AND rollin' the spliff at the same damn time, bitch! is you out of yo miiind, bitch?!)

    [Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
    Nasty
    Make it nasty
    Soulo, ho
    Lookin' for the hole behind yo panties
    That's fasho
    Hit that pole
    Let this be yo anthem
    Dip it low
    Heard it's dippin' dots between yo thighs
    DZA got a scoop befo'
    I'm tryna see what that be like
    Damn right (ho)
    Ab got a appetite
    Damn right (ho)
    I gotta eat
    I gotta eat
    You heard of foreplay
    Let's try gunplay
    Pull my strap and you're deceased
    (Soulo)
    A beast under the sheets
    Like a Top Dawg under cover
    Fuck undercover police
    It's the Kush God and the God MC
    Pay yo tithes
    Or you could do it for free
    Please make that ass clap
    I got bands
    I got racks
    Got them fifties
    Got them hunnedssss
    I don't drive
    But that Audi outside got room for us

    Turn this up
    I'm turnt up
    Can't you tell?
    Don't tell no lie
    (Ho)

    [Hook: Ab-Soul]
    Bad bitch
    Whistle while you twerk on that dick
    That's it
    Make it nasty
    All that shit
    Classy, in the street
    But freaky in the bedroom
    Bad ho
    Whistle while you twerk
    And don't miss a note

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