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Wonder will she stick around through the highs and lows? Couple things I would like to know Diamonds on me, I can't hide the glow That's my brother whether right or wrong Put that pussy on a flight to Rome I found her pussy, couldn't find her soul Ask my nigga, "What they grinding for?" I asked myself, "What I'm riding for?" I hit it once, going twice for sure Buy her Rollies like it's Michael Kors Diamonds on me, you can't find the flaws Skywalker tryna find the force If they ain't got it, then they eyes on yours Her legs open, she ain't tryna talk Sex, beer, when we flyin' abroad So pack your bags, we gon' fly tomorrow So pad a duffel when we leavin' I give that good sex when she need it And I'm 'bout to give her somethin' to believe in I got her legs pointing to the ceiling She got that tight, tight, so I ease in And I be sky high when I'm leanin' She got the right vibe, what I needin' She be my type for the evening So we gon' run it up, cah e we up now Them hatin' niggas want my head down I love my niggas 'cause they held me down I made this shit, outta L-Town I'm Heaven-sent, but I'm hell bound My heart goes out to the jailhouse If you ridin' wit' me, you can't bail out We build this shit, they can't tear it down See, I do not trust no one, uh Can't trust no one, uh I been out here so long, uh That's so long, uh Tryna get this money long, uh (Tryna get this money long) Can't waste no time, no But I know that's on her mind now Wonder will she stick around through the highs and lows? Couple things I would like to know Diamonds on me, I can't hide the glow That's my brother whether right or wrong Put that pussy on a flight to Rome I found her pussy, couldn't find her soul Ask my nigga, "What they grinding for?" I asked myself, "What I'm riding for?" I hit it once, going twice for sure Buy her Rollies like it's Michael Kors Diamonds on me, you can't find the flaws Skywalker tryna find the force If they ain't got it, then they eyes on yours Her legs open, she ain't tryna talk Sex, beer, when we flyin' abroad So pack your bags, we gon' fly tomorrow This lovin' got her in her feelings, fiending For that sexual healing, pleasing (yeah, yeah) From the morning to the evening, she been Diving deeper than my semen, demon She ain't sleepin' when she dreamin', freezin' (woo) Diamonds on me and they gleamin', beamin' Smokin' loud and now I'm leanin', schemin' I know he sent me for a reason Louis duffel with my Gucci sweater Will you keep a secret what we do together? Tell me Diamonds dancin', different color settings If she really wit' me, she gon' ride forever Let me show you how a real nigga does it Baby ain't nobody gonna get you wetter Show you how a real nigga does it If you see the glacier, it might change the weather See, I do not trust no one, uh Can't trust no one, uh I been out here so long, uh That's so long, uh Tryna get this money long, uh (Tryna get this money long) Can't waste no time, no But I know that's on her mind now Wonder will she stick around through the highs and lows? Couple things I would like to know Diamonds on me, I can't hide the glow That's my brother whether right or wrong Put that pussy on a flight to Rome I found her pussy, couldn't find her soul Ask my nigga, "What they grinding for?" I asked myself, "What I'm riding for?" I hit it once, going twice for sure Buy her Rollies like it's Michael Kors Diamonds on me, you can't find the flaws Skywalker tryna find the force If they ain't got it, then they eyes on yours Her legs open, she ain't tryna talk Sex, beer, when we flyin' abroad So pack your bags, we gon' fly tomorrow
Writer(s): Nathan Isaac Adams, Jonathan Theodore Mcpherson, Jabulani Gideon Sithole, Obinna Onyemaechi Onwukwe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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