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letra de buy u diamonds - rich the kid

[hook]
b-tch so bad but the p-ssy so good
want to take her to an island
walking in the mall with a whole lot of bags
i’ma take you shopping
want to ride like me, want to shine like me
i’ma buy you diamonds
young rich n-gga, i ain’t lying
b-tch take a look at these diamonds
i’ma buy you diamonds, i’ma buy you diamonds
your man ain’t trapping no hundred band cap
i’ma buy you diamonds
i’ma buy you diamonds, i’ma buy you diamonds
young rich n-gga i ain’t lying, b-tch take a look at these diamonds

[verse 1]
b-tch wanted diamonds from tiffanys
she look at my neck and my crosses and rosaries
young n-gga had to grind for the cash
i swerve in the masi, my haters is mad
p-ssy so good i fall asleep in it
counting blue hundreds, i wake up
i bought her a rolex and took her to jacobs
sipping on actavis, two cup
i done fell in love with a foreign
kitchen, she be cooking in the morning
b-tch not mine like maury
diamonds they hitting like bruce lee
young, she f-cking anybody
b-tch i be running from paparazzi
geeked up, i got her on the scotty
major my chef is cooking hibachi
your watch fugazi, can’t trick me
my diamonds they ag
she want to ride with a young rich n-gga
putting 3 5 in the swishers
i’m smoking on nothing but og gas
b-tch so bad i’m dropping the cash
she love when i smash
we walking through lennox with plenty bags

[verse 2]
can’t put no ring on that finger
look at my chain and your eyes are in danger
got a bad b-tch with a banger, always keep one in the chamber
don’t trust these hoes what mama keep telling me
they f-ck [?] and jewelry
you cuff em and keep em in custody
look at my neck i got too many chains on me
dropping and topping the roof, i got the juice
b-tches they f-ck in the coupe
she said she don’t f-ck with the molly i know that shes taking a boot
i walk in this b-tch, they pull out the camera
they taking the pics, look at my wrist
young n-gga came up from the bricks, i got your ho on my d-ck
keep kissing these strippers on the mouth
how he take that ho to the house
my money so tall, can’t count
b-tch -ss so fake, can’t bounce
i’m on the way to the island
fingers are flooded with diamonds
i’ma get money regardless
i’m sipping the syrup in the morning

- rich the kid

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