the law don't get her then I will Four little diamonds Said if the law don't get her then I will Four little diamonds Four little diamonds Four little diamonds
She said she'd rather die than ever leave me Well I never saw her face since then And if the law don't get her then I will- Four little diamonds She
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diamond ring She said she'd rather die than ever leave me Well I never saw her face since then And if the law don't get her then I will- Four little diamonds
little mama it's only right that I holla Love your face, love your smile, love that ass in a Prada Make it, bounce up and down like the six four impalla
some flows so you can blast me Nasty, niggaz on the point they see you shinin' Engineers in the studio see me rhymin' Don't get me wrong, got four albums
music that make your neck hurt And the beats that bother your back in my Cadillac Six woofers and four amps, lo pro vogues on swole With the carriage lamps diamond
to the G for you Got a son on the way By the name of Bamboo Got a little baby girl Four years, Jordan Never turned my back on my kids for them Should
never disrespect He stood eight feet tall, wore glasses, and had a third nipple on the back of his neck He ate his own weight in coal, excreted diamonds
We all used to call him, Jimmy the Geek He was a dumb lookin', scrawny, little four-eyed freak He never used to hang around with the guys He'd just sit
So many Os, six fours, it?s like wow Where we go, we [Incomprehensible] like wow Ice and the chains, it?s exotic like wow Different colored diamonds
little bit of L-O-V-E? Can you spend a little bit of dough on me? Can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E? Boy, if you wanna make it good You gotta give a little
I be the street sweeper, nigga Quick to leave your whole block shook an' shot at From fuckin' round with the Midack Eleven, twenty-four, act 47 Fuck
store You said my sex was a lot but my brain gave you more And somethin' 'bout how ya ex was a toy, I guess he played games It's only diamond dice here
up with your pace You're my super freak, super freak You're my super freak My momma taught me, everything fine ain't the finest And everything that shine ain't a diamond
all this battle rap shit And all that shit's stupid but I'm gonna address it And after I get it off my chest may God bless it I will invest four minutes
like a motherfuckin gift for Christmas My verbs and nouns shatter walls of underground Let me be blunt: I like crackin brews with bitches The ninety-four
