letra de front row - breno4l
[intro]
yeah, yeah
xt, xt, xt, xte
brr, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
yeah, diamonds on me, front row (geek)
all my dawgs be cutthroat
bad b-tch wanna get inside of the clique but i don’t f-ck hoes
yeah, i swerve
yeah, i swerve that b-tch, i merge it
like that brand new benz, come pull up on me, b-tch, and do it urgent (pull it up)
like that brand new whip, we f-ckin’ style on ‘em, we too perfect (hey)
i had to cut off my whole team, b-tch, where’s my scissors? i’m a surgeon (hey)
[verse]
b-tch, i’m getting hеad up on the i-10, doing 95
i crashed this whip, can’t steer this b-tch, i don’t know how to drive
all thеse broke ass boys wanna live like this but they all live a lie
go and tell me what you said again or shut the f-ck up and die
i don’t waste my time on nothing, b-tch
how many bands i got from a hundred l!cks?
watch my b-tch she pull up, and she do the splits
you can’t name one time that i’ve ever missed
all my b-tches dimes, they be tens of bricks
hoe, go wait in line, i’m next in this sh-t
oh, is that your wife? why she on my d-ck?
i’m styling with my guys, do it pr-nto, kid
yeah, i rock this mink fur coat up on my body
i got b-tches in the lobby
call ‘em up and get on top of me
boy, i’m on my own timing
yeah, my b-tches chain so elegant
show your proper etiquette
when it’s coming to the music, lil’ b-tch, i’m ahead of it
never test me ‘bout my ethics
know this sh-t could get a lil’ messy (yeah, messy)
know i’m playing soccer with this b-tch, i kick her out like messi (kick it)
b-tch, i shoot that sh-t, arrest me (buh, buh)
i’m sick (achoo), bless me (chill, chill—)
chillin’ in the telly, she get drunk and start undressing (woo)
like a salad (yeah, yeah)
with these diamonds on me, 24 karat
i’m too far from celibate, lil’ b-tch, i don’t wait for marriage
pull up, g-wagon (s-x), yeah, the f8 in my garage (skrt, woo)
i ain’t wanna hear your sob story, b-tch, i never cared
[bridge]
yeah, these diamonds on me front row
diamonds on me, cutthroat
[chorus]
yeah, diamonds on me, front row (geek)
all my dawgs be cutthroat
bad b-tch wanna get inside of the clique but i don’t f-ck hoes
yeah, i swerve
yeah, i swerve that b-tch, i merge it
like that brand new benz, come pull up on me, b-tch, and do it urgent (pull it up)
like that brand new whip, we f-ckin’ style on ‘em, we too perfect (yeah)
[outro]
woo, woo
yeah, yeah
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