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lirik lagu exotic diamond p – amt chris

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smokin’ real zaza, i got real drug habits i’m a junkie, but now i’m a real drug addict if i see a bad b*tch, n*gga, know i got it she said, i ain’t gon’ come around, b*tch, i don’t know she said, can you put that cup down? b*tch, i don’t know, mm, mm*mm exotic*ass diamonds got me feelin’ like pee all this godd*mn water on me n*ggas like to talk, but to talk too cheap b*tch, you gotta pay just to hear me speak stayin’ up for the money till i make it in my sleep cause a hundred ain’t enough, i need a million for the team f*ck the red, i need purple, i ain’t goin’ out on green i’m in jerky mode now, i done turned into a theme exotic diamonds, b*tch, my lil’ l. a. vibe i’m the real zaza, from the l. a. a. c. e to the h. t. a. c. e b*tch, i’m up right now, i ain’t callin’ no next if you need me in the back, i’ma go cop a scale i’ma bust it right down, bring a big cop a bill and thеse n*ggas be mad with the sеcrets they quit they gon’ tell, cause the haters, the fans, they gon’ check out the mail i’ma duck me a sentence, i’m crude with intentions i’m poppin’ my sh*t, i’m the city new man n*ggas, n*ggas, n*ggas, tacos ring a f*ck n*gga bell up the switch so they blast like bob i’m the smoker, real zaza if your sh*t ain’t gas, i’ma pass on a b*tch like stroud got that sh*t to make a quiet ass room get loud lookin’ back when i was broke, it was no one around f*ck that body on me, throw a four to the ground on the news, i’m a real trendsetter gotta watch your own partner when they say they do it better cause they find out i was down, gotta leave and die glocks, berettas who is he? kick his dough in whenever workin’ that sh*t like a shovel diggin’ that grape forever, i ain’t tryna tell so these n*ggas, they ball like a b*tch, i’ma pay with no muscle i’ma k!ll first, sign up for the bite bag hit the b*tch real bad, then she know i got a bite bag got my b*tch on my phone, tell her call her ass right back who is he? he not me f*ck that n*gga, quit f*ckin’ with lines no, she can’t f*ck with me if she f*ckin’ on the game f*ck a groupie ass hoe, i can’t let a hoe hang smokin’ real zaza, i get real drug habits i’m a junkie mo’ now, i’m a real drug addict if i see a bad b*tch, n*gga know i gotta have her don’t matter, if she got a n*gga, i’ma give her she say, when you gonna come around? b*tch, i don’t know she say, when you gonna put that cup down? b*tch, i don’t know exotic diamond feet all this godd*mn water on me b*tch, i’m runnin’ to the money, can’t make money when you sleep n*ggas only like to talk, but when they talkin’, this is cheap baby, got a bmw, make her trade it in for a track car i’m the future, do hits with my mask off n*ggas in the blitz, too goop like mascots fix a body, i’ll pay for the ass shot get the wheel on the back, slip the switch, make the ass drop real shooter, i ain’t never took a bad shot f*ck her from the back, i’ma pull a hoe tracks out make her run like a n*gga brought the track out i was down bad, but a real n*gga back now if you left me on my ass, then you cannot come back now n*ggas hatin’ bad, turn her red, cause he mad now i’m the type to f*ck around and catch a charge when i pat her down

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