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letra de blue diamonds - young dolph

[intro]
know i’m a forever pop it how i wanna pop it
however i want
whenever i want
yeah

[chorus]
a quarter mil on my neck, hotboxing in a lamborghini truck, yeah
bussdown that richie mil, put blue diamonds in it, i don’t give a f-ck, yeah
two hunnit bags in one neighborhood, and four halves, thats us, yeah
i had a check before i had a check, before they even knew who i was, yeah
she my b-tch so she got a lot of bags and drive a g63 (d-mn)
smoked a blunt made a mistake, went on a a 80k shopping spree (d-mn)
fur coats in the winter time, you know its drop tops in the spring

[post chorus]
oh (yeah)
oh (yeah)
oh (yeah)
oh (yeah)

[verse 1]
bad b-tch, pretty girl whatever you wanna call her, but she with the sh-ts
[?] rich n-ggas, dope boys her type, yeah she love this
talk sh-t, swallow spit, she grab the d-ck then do a magic trick
everybody, any [?] want the b-tch, but not everybody had the b-tch
street n-gga, trapper, whatever you wanna call the boy, but he be the real one though (its dolph)
he came from the bottom, up under the bottom, but nowadays the boy living though (lets go)
rolls royces, on top of rolls royces
bad b-tches screenshotting my [?]
ain’t that many real n-ggas left, its a shortage (uh uh)
uh, rich n-gga hot box, sitting in a lambo
organized crime boss like i’m soprano
bussdown eight figures with my fam-o (bussdown)
pulled up on her in a camo (rari)
goyard bag filled up to the top (yeah, yeah)
that p-ssy so good i woke up the next morning and bought her a watch (ha)
uh

[post chorus]
oh (yeah)
oh (yeah)
oh (yeah)
oh (hold up, hold up)

[verse 2]
“dolph why you go and spend 250 on the blue richard mil” (whatchu mean?)
“you f-cking up the value of the watch kid whatchu doing, for real” (ha!)
stay out my business playa, i don’t ever plan on selling it, for real (uh uh)
boy that little sh-t ain’t nothing (hh uh)
f-ck it jus go buy another one (f-ck it)
[?] vet (skrrrt)
she ain’t got no panties on under that dress
f-ck the sh-t out of her till i broke out a sweat
flipped her over five times, she soaking wet
b-tch you told me that you got a request (what?)
thumb in her booty, and hand around her neck
she f-cking a rich n-gga, yeah she like to flex (yeah)
hands down lil baby, yeah she the best (uh, huh)
yeah this that new louis v (yeah)
buy ap,s by twos, and threes (yeah)
i bet my life off of p’s (yeah)
stupid ass lil b-tch, you know i can’t f-ck with you b-tch please (nah)
stupid ass lil boy, you can’t compare yourself to me, n-gga please (yeah)

[post chorus]
oh (yeah)
oh (yeah)
oh (yeah)
oh

- young dolph

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