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Amil
Amil
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Amil
Amil
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Johnathan Robertson
Johnathan Robertson
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Jarrett Washington
Jarrett Washington
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Richard Hell
Richard Hell
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Jon-John
Jon-John
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Oh shh Yo Jon-John this track is crazy You know how I do Brown town, Roc-A-Fella Where my ballers at? Where my thugs at? Where my fellows at? Where my Coins at? Where my bitches at? Where my ladies at? Where my ballers at? Where my thugs at? Where my fellows at? Where my Coins at? Where my bitches at? Where my ladies at? Let me know what the deal, keep it real If you wanna build Ain't nothing wrong with a roughneck Rockin' dirty timbs, baggy jeans and a nice chest What you do on the low? You bling-bling You's a thug for sure, I want ice cold ice, hit me off Wanna break me off, you gotta break me off Break me off However you wanna get down I can get down, baby, like you get down You know I don't play around If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down However you wanna get down I can get down, baby, like you get down You know I don't play around If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down Can I live? Let me live, you want me Then you gotta give I'm a bad girl, such a bad girl Not a hot girl but a rock girl, drive a drop girl Hair is done, body's right You wanna touch 'cause I'm just that tight We can roll, we can stroll but I gotta let you know I ain't giving out without doe However you wanna get down I can get down, baby, like you get down You know I don't play around If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down However you wanna get down I can get down, baby, like you get down You know I don't play around If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down If you want to get with me then diamonds is what I need You are what I need and if you want to make me happy Then give me some of your cream Give it to me baby, give it to me, give it to me Uh huh, yeah Amilliyon, Major Coins Uh It be the brokest niggas always talking shit I don't even notice niggas who can't offer shit What that look like, a broke nigga flossin' this Major Coin, meaning high costing bitch Only a baller in fact can keep me in the minks To the small of my back, I'm just keeping it real Letting y'all know from the gate, no papers, no scrapes You ain't hungry for it, no plates Mother fucker, you'll get clowned first Treat you like a corner scrub slinging an ounce of dirt Think about it, what sound worse? Telling my Coins you broke or you drowned the purse? See only official bitches wifey of a rich nigga A smart bitch, fuck with no trick niggas Them grimy bitches fuck with stick niggas And a dumb bitch, just fuck you for your dick nigga However you wanna get down You know I don't play around However you wanna get down You know I don't play around However you wanna get down I can get down, baby, like you get down You know I don't play around If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down However you wanna get down I can get down, baby, like you get down You know I don't play around If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down However you wanna get down I can get down, baby, like you get down You know I don't play around If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down However you wanna get down I can get down, baby, like you get down You know I don't play around If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down However you wanna get down You know I don't play around However you wanna get down
Writer(s): Richard Hell, Jerrette Washington, Amil Whitehead, Jonathan Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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