I've never seen a diamond in the flesh
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I caught my teeth on wedding rings in the movies
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And I'm not proud of my address,
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In a torn up town no post code envy.
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But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose stripping in the bathroom
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Blood stains, ball gowns, trashing the hotel room
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We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in pur dreams
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But everybody's like Cristal, Maybachs, diamonds on your timepeace,
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Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash
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We don't care, we're not caught up in a love affair!
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And we'll never be royals (royals)
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It don't run in our blood
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That kind of luck just ain't for us
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We claim a different kind of buzz!
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Let me be your ruler (ruler)
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You can call me queen bee!
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And baby I'll rule, I'll rule
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Let me live that that fantasy!
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Silver Rolls Royce, cigarette smoke's in it
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New fur rug, now my dirty boots in 'em
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Flowing in the parking lot, like we're rolling in the college
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Mean as a dean, triple beam, real polish
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She wanna watch Scandal, I wanna count a handful
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Dead presidents sleeping in the attic of a mansion!
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All I heard was murder, think the house's haunted
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Super Bowl tickets they bitches and Fed chargers
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Label the racketeer, John Gresham with a pen
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Top three writer but number one at your event, ha
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Mastermind unfolds like a true crime
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Double M, gold mind for the whole time!
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My friends and I, we've cracked the code!
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I said, hear out, we're out, bring her back, can't rewind
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Back where I'm from, they move shack from the line
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As D-why, bricks, moving D-why, bricks
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No peace sign, they peace out, they precise the shit!
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Fresh up out the G5
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Givenchy three times
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Life is a bitch, well, my dick is a big yacht
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All aboard, all aboard!
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Like life is a beach, all these people they flip-flop!
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When I smack the dwag shit out
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Told the niggas I ain't kidding, this is the Sean...
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Nigga, step out, I see you niggas bitch out
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These city bros .. I get these bitches sit down!
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What now? What now?
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You know what? I think you're irritating
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Like we didn't come out in this motherfucking through the basement
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Like we ain't blowing like we're ... in Jamaica
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Be Asian way, a hundred cases, baby ...
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Everything is foreign, we're of course a lot of fornication
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Different cloth, nigga, and nothing fabricated
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A lot of thoughts like a fucking scatter brain thinker
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My hoe... importing the Panamera
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It's crazy, and this black and white just like a...
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Uh, shut out Waco and dot
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I use your baby mother scrunchy to rap a ...
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I never was a bad man, bad man
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Turn on the AK turn it out!
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We brought it off and we now play
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Until the...
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You never was a man shooter, shooter
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Came to the Magazeen
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And yellow team ... leave the scene (yellow team)
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Your brother run and your mother scream
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I wanna leave no witness, (witness)
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Body at the wall, please! (Dead bodies)
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Take shot in your face (in ya face)...
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Until them... test me, test me
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I want them where I want
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Na, na, na, me gonna sing like a player!
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Believe me!
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Royals (Remix)
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| Lorde |
