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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Nudy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quantavious T. Thomas
Lyrics
Edward Maclin Cooper III
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alverne "Verne" Emmanuel
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Coupe
Producer
Lyrics
Damn, them diamonds, they hittin' (they hittin')
Damn, them diamonds, they hittin' (they hittin')
Damn, them diamonds, they hittin' (they-)
Damn, them diamonds, they- (they-)
Uh
(COUPE) uh, uh, uh
Paper, I get a lot of
Bad hoes, I fuck a lot of 'em (yeah)
Pull out my dick, y'all gonna swallow
I got them racks, you fuck with no problem (yeah)
Keeping my gun and we'll problem solve 'em
Just in case we gotta problem (yeah)
All of this money I drop on they head, the money gon' solve the problem (uh-huh, yeah)
Yeah, EA, Zone 6 run it, bitch, ayy, bitch, I'm big shawty
You will never catch me slippin' without my gun, I keep that big 40
White chalked a lot of niggas for doing that fake ass gangster bitch talkin' (what?)
How many niggas you know got they Porsche in their hood
And they motherfuckin' still talkin'? (Slime, slime)
Goddamn Big Slime, hang with the goons and robbers
Really don't call me the mop for no problems (nah)
Grip on my nuts, that bitch, that my chopper (yeah)
Shoot in her shit, man, I'll kill it, no problem (grrt, grrt)
Born a villain, became a robber (yeah)
Takin' your heart away, shit not a problem (uh-huh)
Who want some smoke with me? Bitch, it's a problem (uh-huh, grrt-grrt, uh-huh)
I got back outside, I'm with it (with it)
Youngin', I'm ridin', switch it (switch it)
I ain't stuntin' these bitches (bitches)
All these hoes gold diggin' (gold diggin')
I came from nothin', lil' nigga, came from rags to riches (rags to riches)
Swear to God, I was so broke, used to be at JCPENNEY (damn)
Not gon' throw me a penny (penny)
You know, a thousand is a penny to me, just to let you know
Paper, I get a lot of
Bad hoes, I fuck a lot of 'em (uh-huh)
Pull out my dick, y'all gonna swallow
I got them racks, you fuck with no problem (well, damn)
Keeping my gun and we'll problem solve 'em (yeah)
Just in case we gotta problem (Big Slime)
All of this money I drop on they head, the money gon' solve the problem (go get it)
Yeah, EA, Zone 6 run it, bitch, ayy, bitch, I'm big shawty (bitch, I'm big shawty)
You will never catch me slippin' without my gun, I keep that big 40 (I do)
White chalked a lot of niggas for doing that fake ass gangster bitch talkin' (pussy ass nigga)
How many niggas you know got they Porsche in their hood
And they motherfuckin' still talkin'? (Slime, slime)
Got them runnin' this bitch and I'm ballin' (yeah)
Step through the hood, man, I walk in them Loubs (yeah)
Spendin' an opp rent on these motherfuckin' shoes (ooh)
Get your bitch fucked when she see all these blues (ooh)
Play with a real one, you know you gon' lose (lose, yeah, damn)
Anyway, bitch, you don't know what to do (anyway)
Pop one with your friend, make them hoes choose (what?)
Get them together, it's a movie (It's a movie, vibe)
Killing that pussy, I'm gone (slide)
Back in the hood where you know it's a vibe (what?)
I'm in Zone 6, bitch, the Eastside
Back outside, and my shooters outside (yeah)
Trappin' all day, you can come get a pack (yeah)
Lookin' like a lick, you can meet me in the back (Slime)
Sweet ass nigga, take 'em all like that (take 'em all)
Take 'em all
This gang shit, no lame shit (yeah, uh-huh, damn)
We dangerous, yeah, we dangerous (yeah, we dangerous)
(Yeah, what?) What you thinking? (What?)
Must be crazy (must be crazy, nigga)
Hahaha, they ain't tell you about this shit, nigga? (They ain't tell you?)
Paper, I get a lot of (yeah, huh?)
Bad hoes, I fuck a lot of 'em (I drop it)
Pull out my dick, y'all gonna swallow
I got them racks, you fuck with no problem (ooh)
Keeping my gun and we'll problem solve 'em (yeah)
Just in case we gotta problem (huh?)
All of this money I drop on they head, the money gon' solve the problem (yeah, handle him)
Yeah, EA, Zone 6 run it, bitch, ayy, bitch, I'm big shawty (Big Slime)
You will never catch me slippin' without my gun, I keep that big 40 (yeah)
White chalked a lot of niggas for doing that fake ass gangster bitch talkin' (word)
How many niggas you know got they Porsche in their hood
And they motherfuckin' still talkin'? (Slime, slime)
Ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, type shit, yeah
Writer(s): Quantavious Tavario Thomas, Edward Maclin Cooper Iii
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