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diamond meets ahmad - diamond* (2) lyrics

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[intro: diamond* & nine vicious]
sh*t was trash, k!ll your producer
sh*t was trash, k!ll your producer
sh*t was trash—sh*t was—sh*t was—sh*t was—sh*t was trash, k!ll your producer
d*mn, dumbass (who*wh*wh*who the f*ck is flowers?)
d*mn, f*ck you
d*mn, d*mn, wow, d*mn, what the f*ck? wo*wow
wow, d*mn, wow, woo, woo, woo, wah, wah, wah (haha, n*ggas crazy, i’m with yo—yeah, i’m with young ahmad in b*tch)
ah, ah

[chorus]
i’ma bring this sh*t home for the homies (ø way)
her p*ssy sound like macaroni (ø way)
balenci’ down but i’m not bummy (uh*huh, uh*uh)
she like, “f*ck you, boy, where is that money?” (where that money at?)
i was workin’ that block like tim duncan (ø way, uh*huh)
tryna end off my night with that m*ffin (uh*huh, b*tch)
f*ckin’ b*tches and bustin’ down both of my wrists (wah, wah, wah)
i told her, “i’m not with that cuffin'” (bling, bling, baow)
diamønd dølla, she call me mclovin (ayy, bling)
say she love me but she really l*stin’ (she a ho)
all that bullsh*t, i’m standin’ above it (uh*huh, bling)
hop in that trackhawk and i dust ’em (wah, wah)
all this grabba, this motherf*cker punchin’ (punchin’, d*mn)
n*gga walked up and tezzus had punched him (punched his ass)
he was clutchin’ and lil’ bro had bust him (shoot his ass, baow, baow, d*mn)
[verse: tezzus]
woo (phønk)
’bout thеm dollars, i’m gon’ lose my cool
b*tch, i’ve been at that corner storе like piru (phønk)
i got leather all over my boot, i got diamonds all over my tooth (tooth)
i was hidin’ your ho in the room, got the ho keep screamin’ like, “woo”
diamond keep blingin’ like, “woo” (phønk)
and i made the b*tch scream to the moon*moon
i’ma bless this freak when i leave the room*room
i’ma pull up to the scene with the goons
new watch, new b*tch, new shoes
don’t watch us, watch yourself*self*self
too high, got me jumpin’ out the roof, on ecstasy, ooh*ooh*ooh*ooh*ooh*ooh*ooh
my ecstasy, ooh*ooh, stop textin’ me, ooh*ooh
n*gga wanna run with the phønk, we gon’ make the n*gga text his b*tch for the bone
pill poppin’ animal, i brought them vets with me to the zoo (ø way)
molly and murder and mayhem, that’s all the lil’ n*ggas with me like to do (phønk, who*wh*wh*who the f*ck is flowers?)

[chorus]
i’ma bring this sh*t home for the homies (ø way)
her p*ssy sound like macaroni (ø way)
balenci’ down but i’m not bummy (uh*huh, uh*uh)
she like, “f*ck you, boy, where is that money?” (where that money at?)
i was workin’ that block like tim duncan (ø way, uh*huh)
tryna end off my night with that m*ffin (uh*huh, b*tch)
f*ckin’ b*tches and bustin’ down both of my wrists (wah, wah, wah)
i told her, “i’m not with that cuffin'” (bling, bling, baow)
diamønd dølla, she call me mclovin (ayy, bling)
say she love me but she really l*stin’ (she a ho)
all that bullsh*t, i’m standin’ above it (uh*huh, bling)
hop in that trackhawk and i dust ’em (wah, wah)
all this grabba, this motherf*cker punchin’ (punchin’, d*mn)
n*gga walked up and tezzus had punched him (punched his ass)
he was clutchin’ and lil’ bro had bust him (shoot his ass, baow, baow, d*mn, who*wh*wh*who the f*ck is flowers?)
[outro: nine vicious]
(i can’t go back)
put a b*tch on all fours, i’m finna break her back (what? what?)
thot b*tch wearin’ my clothes, i don’t give a f*ck ’bout that (f*ck ’bout nothin’)
cough—
who*wh*wh*who the f*ck is flowers?

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