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water - basement superstar lyrics

[tag]
ayyeejoey

[unknown artist]
my diamonds drip like they water
(water)
too many b*tches i want ’em
(want ’em)
came from the deep bottom
(bottom)
i pour a four when i wanna
(wanna)
i can make magic like powder
(powder)
i’m d*ckin’ down on ya daughter
(daughter)
i just copped a new revolver
(revolver
now i can solve all my problems
(problems)
my diamonds drip like they water
(water)
too many b*tches i want ’em
(want ’em)
came from the deep bottom
(bottom)
i pour a four when i wanna
(wanna)
i can make magic like powder
(powder)
i’m d*ckin’ down on ya daughter
(daughter)
i just coppеd a new revolver
(rеvolver)
now i can solve all the problems
(problems)

[verse: bas*m*nt superstar]
(aye)
takin’ a b*tch to the trap and i pipe her
cashin’ out cards i fineness like a swiper
shootin’ ya shot and the n*gga be missin’
i shoot my shot and you know i be swishin’
blowin my phone, thinking you own it
not picking up cause i’m high and i’m zonin’
move in the wind and i feel like a ronin
i beat it up like a wave i be flowin’
more official than a tie
said a n*gga never lie
(look ’em in the eye)
rap until the day i die
she ain’t even down to ride
don’t even gotta try
body count up to the block
she dance around with a glock
aye spittin’ hot like a pot
titties all up in a yacht
[unknown artist]
my diamonds drip like they water
(water)
too many b*tches i want ’em
(want ’em)
came from the deep bottom
(bottom)
i pour a four when i wanna
(wanna)
i can make magic like powder
(powder)
i’m d*ckin’ down on ya daughter
(daughter)
i just copped a new revolver
(revolver
now i can solve all my problems
(problems)

my diamonds drip like they water
(water)
too many b*tches i want ’em
(want ’em)
came from the deep bottom
(bottom)
i pour a four when i wanna
(wanna)
i can make magic like powder
(powder)
i’m d*ckin’ down on ya daughter
(daughter)
i just copped a new revolver
(revolver)
now i can solve all the problems
(problems)
[verse: ayyeejoey]
pass me the shelfy i need me the green
that b*tch got dome i’m callin’ her sheen
i smoke a forrest i roll me a tree
yeah that b*tch buzzin’ me just like a bee
(yah yah yah yah)
i love the paper yeah i love the cash
can’t see the haters i’m doing the dash
(im doin’ the dash)
hop in i skrrt, i see that you mad
ouu now you hurt, i’m seeing them racks
i am too chill, cannot do a hater
grindin’ like malto i feel like a skater
ouu now i’m faded i feel like a laker
gettin’ the bread, i feel like a baker
(woah woah)
i could get money just gimme a minute
my money tall, your pockets a midget
(woah)
ouu she a baddy she gon’ get to l!ckin’
ouu she a baddy she gon’ get to l!ckin’
(wooh)

- basement superstar lyrics

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