Smoke DZA - Diamond Lyrics
Kush God, *****Pimp hand strongSuplexin' hoes, like Brad ArmstrongSuck a nigga dick chopped and screwed thoughRight[Hook: Ab-Soul]Bad *****Whistle while you twerk on that dickThat's itMake it nastyAll that shitClassy, in the streetBut freaky in the bedroomBad hoWhistle while you twerkAnd 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 DiamondsLast nightShe got off, the paper pilin'Hoes mad tightBut she twerk and keep stylin'Lickin' her lips just like she give the mean marvelousAss clappin' on that green carpetGet it girlSlow grindin', got a nigga brickShe tryna give a private dance and get a extra tipShitShe put that box right up for saleI got a couple 1sBut I'm from the school of (???)She let my man pipe wit some passes for Rock The BellsHahaThese hoes is wickedI wonder what she do for some Jigga ticketsBad *****But her mentality is classlessAverageHo in the spot, tryna stack chipsShe like, if Jesus turned water into wineThen I could turn this ***** into diamondsI heard youI heard you shortyI dig ya plansI overstandYou start talkin' 'bout bandsA nigga be lookin' in the air like[Hook: Ab-Soul]Bad *****Whistle while you twerk on that dickThat's itMake it nastyAll that shitClassy, in the streetBut freaky in the bedroomBad hoWhistle while you twerkAnd don't miss a note[Ab-Soul](*****in' suck a nigga dick, while hittin' the splits, AND rollin' the spliff at the same damn time, *****, is you out of yo miiind, *****?!)[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]NastyMake it nastySoulo, hoLookin' for the hole behind yo pantiesThat's fashoHit that poleLet this be yo anthemDip it lowHeard it's dippin' dots between yo thighsDZA got a scoop befo'I'm tryna see what that be likeDamn right (ho)Ab got a appetiteDamn right (ho)I gotta eatI gotta eatYou heard of foreplayLet's try gunplayPull my strap and you're deceased(Soulo)A beast under the sheetsLike a Top Dawg under cover***** undercover policeIt's the Kush God and the God MCPay yo tithesOr you could do it for freePlease make that ass clapI got bandsI got racksGot them fiftiesGot them hunnedssssI don't driveBut that Audi outside got room for usTurn this upI'm turnt upCan't you tell?Don't tell no lie(Ho)[Hook: Ab-Soul]Bad *****Whistle while you twerk on that dickThat's itMake it nastyAll that shitClassy, in the streetBut freaky in the bedroomBad hoWhistle while you twerkAnd don't miss a note
