Diamond Lyrics - K.o.n.y - Smoke Dza

Kushed God, bitch 

Pimp hand strong 

Suplexin' hoes, like Brad Armstrong 

Suck a nigga dick chopped and screwed though 

Right 

Bad bitch, whistle while you twerk on that dick 

That's it, make it nasty all that shit 

Classy, in the street but freaky in the bedroom 

Bad ho, whistle while you twerk and don't miss a note 

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Riiight 

She walk in and got the lil niggas widlin' 

Ass like, she employed by King of Diamonds 

Last night she got off, the paper pilin' 

Hoes mad tight, but she twerk and keep stylin' 

Lickin' her lips just like she give the mean marvelous 

Ass clappin' on that green carpet, get it girl 

Slow grindin', got a nigga brick 

She tryna give a private dance and get a extra tip, shit 

She put that box right up for sale, I got a couple 1s 

But I'm from the school of Akinyle, She let my man pipe 

With some passes for Rock The Bells, these hoes is wicked 

I wonder what she do for some Jigga tickets 

Bad bitch but her mentality is classless 

Average ho in the spot, tryna stack chips 

She like, if Jesus turned water into wine 

Then I could turn this pussy into diamonds 

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I heard you I heard you shorty I dig ya plans 

I overstand you start talkin' 'bout bands 

A nigga be lookin' in the air like 

It's quiet for all that 

Bad bitch, whistle while you twerk on that dick 

That's it, make it nasty all that shit 

Classy, in the street but freaky in the bedroom 

Bad ho, whistle while you twerk and don't miss a note 

Yeaah ho, don't miss a note 

I got all these C notes so 

You might wanna yeaaaah ho 

You might wanna yeaaaah ho 

Fuckin' suck a nigga dick, while hittin' the splits 

And rollin' the spliff at the same damn time, bitch 

Is you out of yo mind, bitch?! 

Nasty, make it nasty Soulo, ho 

Lookin' for the hole behind yo panties, that'sfasho 

Hit that pole, let this be yo anthem dip it low 

Heard it's dippin' dots between yo thighs, DZA got a scoop befo' 

I'm tryna see what that be like, Damn right 

Ab got a appetite damn right 

I gotta eat, I gotta eat 

You heard of foreplay, let's try gunplay, pull my strap and you're deceased 

Soulo, A beast under the sheets 

Like a Top Dawg under cover fuck undercover police 

It's the Kushed God and the God MC 

Pay yo tithes or you could do it for free 

Please make that ass clap 

I got bands, I got racks, got them fifties, got them hundreds 

I don't drive but that Audi outside got room for us 

Turn this up, I'm turnt up, can't you tell?, don't tell no lie