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Paroles : Like Dis

(Popstar)
(Ty on that sh*t)

She keep starin' at my neck, diamonds dance like Michael Jackson
In the trap house pourin' up Prince
We keep fexin' just like this
I know why they hate this sh*t
Cause' they hoe all on my d**k
I can stop, was made like this

Damn, n***a mad cause' I f**ked his b*t*h
n***a always tryna' beef, what you don't like chicken?
Before I let a hoe break me I do a light sentence
Play every game like it's my last, no I don't like scrimmage
Kickin' sh*t, smokin' [?] cross my life up
Cloudy ass diamonds in your chain boy your ice up
Cap ass n***a, stop that flexin' before I call Los and pull up with that fye n***a
Made a wrong move, you just might die n***a
Pourin' up some purple but my b*t*h on the pink
I finesse on the outskirt, call the white boy, he so sweet
Put some brown in a Runtz bag, he call back like "bro it's smokin'"
That lil' Tony from the streets, diamonds Pac no RnB
She keep starin' at my neck, diamonds dance like Michael Jackson
In the trap house pourin' up Prince
We keep fexin' just like this
I know why they hate this sh*t
Cause' they hoe all on my d**k
I can stop, was made like this