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letra de yellow diamonds - chris travis

[intro]
i ain’t into fashion, but my polo cl-ssy
syrup got me slurring words but my flow still nasty
young southern n-gga [?] bad b-tches wanna trap me
ya can find me where that mothaf-cken green dollar cash be

[verse 1]
don’t bark at me, i’ll leave a n-gga -ss prancing
try to take my cash out, i’ll leave your heart dancing
i been on the land and you n-ggas just landing
wine gl-ss in her hand, i see her eyes glancing
i can tell by the way she stand up that she fancing
her n-gga better not step on my gr-ss, mr. stanley
p-ssy so sweet, taste like cotton candy
said she wanna ride like she felt lost and stranded

[hook] [x2]
she got them diamonds on her neck, she got them diamonds on her wrist
yellow diamonds in my mouth, like my t–th took a p-ss

[verse 2]
hidden in the mist, it’s just me and my b-tch
staying out of harm’s way, i ain’t tryna see that b-tch
iphone straight white, drug line no white
just a whole lotta purp, and a f-ck n-gga wife
i stay on my sh-t for life, i stay on my sh-t for life and all these lame n-ggas hate cause they feel a lil trife
make their girl p-ssy wet, make their girl p-ssy cry
ralph lauren on my -ss, feel like i’m worth a sky
b-tch that’s priceless
i be on some king sh-t, i be on some you can shoot down my f-cken drain sh-t
i be with my ten b-tch, but we looking tainless til you try something else we leave your b-tch -ss leakin’ huh

[hook]

- chris travis

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