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Diamonds are forever (yeah, yeah, yeah) They are all I need to please me, they can Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah Diamonds is forever, 'less you go broke and sell 'em Plain Jane, Presi', con game, pop a level Trip right off the edges, come together under pressure Acetone spritzer, dirty Sprite sipper Finsta looking at my old thot pictures, think I miss her Who decides war? White tee in the trenches Pounds in the mail truck, meet 'fore he deliver Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my shipments Off all December's, niggas run off in a Christmas You knew before you did it, gotta live with them decisions I don't go off potential, either it is or it isn't Ain't shit personal, it's business, I'm a boss, so I ain't tripping Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food Get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah Yeah, I ain't nothing like 'em dudes, baby, don't get it confused A hunnid, all blues, how you want it? You can choose My chains sit in the dark, like the stars and the moon Don't get woozy from these fumes, crack the window in the room A boss and a goon, what you get depend on you They fake, don't be fooled, my weight sits there too It's H and that juice, and that's straight to the moon My face ain't my mood, I'm a snake in a suit I been quit caring 'bout it since it ain't shit to prove I been quit hearing 'bout em since I spanked they lil' dudes I can't book her plane ticket if she ain't sending nudes You go against me, lose, I got evidence to prove Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah
Writer(s): George A. Stone Iii, Eric Fernandez, Shirley Bassey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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