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letra de diamonds dancing (demo)* - young thug

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[chorus: young thug]
all these diamonds in my chains got me dancing ’round this b-tch
i’m martin luther king, black diamonds on my wrist (run that back, turbo)
put giuseppes on my kids, put chanel coco on my b-tch
put that four-four on the switch, then you c-ck, pop, pop, then dip
i’ve been in the trenches, the trap, to be specific
i fell in love with my b-tches, then sold ’em for some riches
this money be my missus, drive me crazy, i need ritalin
i told ’em, “i’m so slimy, i’m so shady, i admit it, yeah”

[verse 1: young thug]
slatt like to shoot, slatt like to murk
twenty-one gun salute (baow), drilling, putting in work (yeah)
cut his tonsils out (woo), i said it’d hurt (ayy)
keep a new four-four, yeah, let it burst
pockets honey kettle, keep on pedal
get my own cheddar, all my dogs better
honeycomb bezel, we make opps jitter
maison margielas, cases get settled
here, clean the cookie off, family, travis, the scotts
servin’ the bags, i’m cookin’ the stove
came in the spot and we servin’ with soap
i was just spazzing, finding the flow
i’m with some crips, down with some locs
hand in the pot, i’m with some bloods
how many slatts? leave it to us (yeah)
yeah, countin’ racks, smokin’ on pot
yeah, i upgraded my thot
yeah, i upgraded my spots
yeah, thots chickened out
woo, yeah, the spots upgraded, now them b-tches chickened out
hey, thirty-five burnt hundreds on my pocket watch
[chorus: young thug, young thug & gunna]
all these diamonds in my chains got me dancing ’round this b-tch
i’m martin luther king, black diamonds on my wrist
put giuseppes on my kids, put chanel coco on my b-tch
put that four-four on the switch, then you c-ck, pop, pop, then dip
i’ve been in the trenches, the trap, to be specific
i fell in love with my b-tches, then sold ’em for some riches
this money be my missus, drive me crazy, i need ritalin
i told ’em, “i’m so slimy, i’m so shady, i admit it, yeah”

[verse 2: gunna]
only designer tees (designer tees)
i heard they plottin’ on me (they plottin’)
these n-ggas thought it was sweet (sweet)
we had to put ’em to sleep (put ’em to sleep)
counted two million this week (two m)
couldn’t take my time with the freak (let’s go)
she asked for that big birkin b (b)
your b-tch, she been tellin’ the tea (tellin’ the tea)
a ysl member (ysl)
rocking sl denim (slatt, slatt)
put a few sh-lls in ’em (slatt)
just a young player n-gga (yeah)
she wanna suck this pickle, yeah
might spend a couple nickels, yeah
they’ll never try a n-gga (try a n-gga)
shoot it up, brian nickels
new girls, patrick swayze, shady baby, loco, crazy (loco)
southside, but not jd, pull up, amg mercedes (mercedes)
cc on my lady (cc), that’s celine, that’s not chane’-ne’ (chane’-ne’)
big dog with no rabies, wake up, everyday a payday (payday)
[chorus: gunna, gunna & young thug]
all these diamonds in my chains got me dancing ’round this b-tch
uh, martin luther king, black diamonds on my wrist
put giuseppes on my kid, put chanel coco on my b-tch
put that four-four on the switch, then you c-ck, c-ck, pop, then dip
i’ve been in the trenches, this trap, to be specific
i fell in love with my b-tches, then sold ’em for some riches
this money be my missus, drive me crazy, i need ritalin
i told ’em, “i’m so slimy, i’m so shady, i admit it, yeah”

- young thug

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