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billy & mandy - diamondsonmydick lyrics

[intro: diamondsonmyd*ck]
(i love you, blxxdy)
d*mn, what? what?
rcb, b*tch, yeah, what?
go, yeah

[chorus: diamondsonmyd*ck]
too powered up, pouring blood in my cup, two cups with the ice, b*tch, i feel fantastic
slime with the gang, posted pretty boy mansion, [?] stupid b*tch, we fine and dandy
reptilian club with your b*tch on my d*ck, head to toe [?], eating beans like candy
f*ck n*gga want smoke, hit him when he sleeping, now his ass with the reaper like billy and mandy
pretty boy swag, got hoes ‘cross the map, got your b*tch right here and she get b*tt*naked
yeah, he tough on the net but [?], where you at? power up, devil jin, beat your ass like tekken
i was on [?] with hi*c wrapping ps, we was throwing them b*tches just like peyton manning
tiny ass jeans, no shirt with the tats, hitting your back from the b*tch, know you n*ggas can’t stand it

[verse 1: diamondsonmyd*ck]
tokyo drift, drop the top on the whip, n*gga, letting off the clip ’cause i caught a opp lacking
f*cking with the gang, n*gga, i’ma go schiz’, pulled up with some sh*t that you seen on [?]
highway to h*ll, i’m going top speed
he want smoke, now he wrapped like a d*mn p
rockstar lifestyle, got your b*tch going down
rcb running sh*t, that’s the word around town
cast a love spell, beat it up like surround sound
thought i was being romantic ’cause i got them candles out
[interlude: hi*c]
yeah, yeah, these n*ggas been hating on us
yeah, alright, yeah, yeah

[verse 2: hi*c]
these n*ggas been hating on us
you hating for what? get the f*ck off my nuts
i ride with that thirty [?]
this chopper gon’ eat ’em like lunch
them hundreds, they special to us
not talking ’bout running it up, there not sh*t to discuss
these b*tches not special to us
got b*tches that died that’s in heaven still waiting to f*ck
these n*ggas not pressure to us
it’s no n*ggas stepping on us
hopped in the v12, engine revving it up
highway to h*ll, n*gga, pressing the clutch
these n*ggas want pressure with us
[?] don’t gotta be close but you still could get touched
i’m pouring this blood in my cup
i’m pouring this drank in my stomach, don’t care if it bust
bad b*tch and she ready to f*ck
that b*tch f*cked on me and my bros that you trying to cuff
[?] trapping for months
[?] and the drugs getting [?], b*tch
[chorus: diamondsonmyd*ck]
too powered up, pouring blood in my cup, two cups with the ice, b*tch, i feel fantastic
slime with the gang, posted pretty boy mansion, [?] stupid b*tch, we fine and dandy
reptilian club with your b*tch on my d*ck, head to toe [?], eating beans like candy
f*ck n*gga want smoke, hit him when he sleeping, now his ass with the reaper like billy and mandy
pretty boy swag, got hoes ‘cross the map, got your b*tch right here and she get b*tt*naked
yeah, he tough on the net but [?], where you at? power up, devil jin, beat your ass like tekken
i was on [?] with hi*c wrapping ps, we was throwing them b*tches just like peyton manning
tiny ass jeans, no shirt with the tats, hitting your back from the b*tch, know you n*ggas can’t stand it

- diamondsonmydick lyrics

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