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diana ross 2 - struggle mike & black soprano family lyrics

[chorus: duffel bag hottie]
bricks come with the stamps but we don’t serve ’em raw (if they 250 i tag ’em, my n*gga)
b*tch all in my stick code, it’s diana ross (we flyer)
when we talkin’ money, turn them cameras off (turn them cameras off, my n*gga)
if it’s ’bout my money, let them flammers off (doo doo doo doo)
bricks come with the stamps but we don’t serve ’em raw (you know we ain’t servin’ ’em raw here, n*gga)
b*tch all in my stick code, it’s diana ross (facts)
when we talkin’ money, turn them cameras off (turn them cameras off, n*gga)
if it’s ’bout my money, lеt them flammers off

[verse 1: duffel bag hottie]
i bought me somе way ’cause i was born to ball (born to ball on you, man)
i bought you some work and you ignored my call (broke ass n*gga)
where i’m from they blow your brains and then they drop you off (boom)
when b*tches see you pull up in that benz, they wanna tap you off (they wanna tap you off when you gettin’ money)
the plug he talkin’ good, i told him drop it off (drop it off then, my n*gga)
we ain’t have to bring it too, we ripped his pockets off (p*ssy ass n*gga)
in the kitchen over a stove, i’m watchin’ block dissolve (facts)
some n*ggas stole somethin’ off my load, i’m lettin’ choppers off (why you take that sh*t, my n*gga?)
this n*gga scared to tote his pole, this n*gga cotton ball (b*tch ass n*gga)
when they get me in my zone, i get to poppin’ off (facts)
do a shootin’ with the drone then play it back tomorrow (doo doo doo doo doo)
all they seein’ was some fire in a black guitar (facts)

[chorus: duffel bag hottie]
bricks come with the stamps but we don’t serve ’em raw (if they 250 i’ll tag ’em, my n*gga)
b*tch all in my stick code, it’s diana ross (we flyer)
when we talkin’ money, turn them cameras off (turn them cameras off, my n*gga)
if it’s ’bout my money, let them flammers off (doo doo doo doo)
bricks come with the stamps but we don’t serve ’em raw (you know we ain’t servin’ ’em raw here, n*gga)
b*tch all in my stick code, it’s diana ross (facts)
when we talkin’ money, turn them cameras off (turn them cameras off, n*gga)
if it’s ’bout my money, let them flammers off
[verse 2: loveboat luciano]
i’m the one they call for backup
i ain’t cool with you dudes (naw)
don’t be rude, don’t you slap him (uh*huh)
for his shoes, yeah, they taxes but i’m cool (yeah)
with some maxes (facts), and the views
yeah, they ask us how we move, so spectacular (yeah)
i’m amused at you b*st*rds (haha)
i laugh at ’em (come on, man)
boy, be careful who you jab after
this’ll be your last chapter (really)
boy, don’t turn me to the madd rapper
i pull the whip, and hit the dash after (skrr)
smokin’ zips and gas platinum
i’m with yo’ b*tch gettin’ mad slappers
i be what i become (uh*huh)
it’s no money, no speak ’em (naw)
40 out foreign he tweakin’ (yeah)
girl sniffin’ raw at the beacon
got no remorse if she freakin’ (huh?)
praise the lord what i’m preachin’
i’m just ignorin’ my demons
sometimes i go off the deep end
chillin’ with hoes on a weekend
it got old, so i be chillin’ at home with my b*tch (yeah)
the opps told, i had a feelin’ y’all n*ggas is snitch (p*ssy)
now i know, gotta be careful, they wantin’ me pinch
this sh*t cold, it ain’t makin’ no sense
[chorus: duffel bag hottie]
bricks come with the stamps but we don’t serve ’em raw (if they 250 i’ll tag ’em, my n*gga)
b*tch all in my stick code, it’s diana ross (we flyer)
when we talkin’ money, turn them cameras off (turn them cameras off, my n*gga)
if it’s ’bout my money, let them flammers off (doo doo doo doo)
bricks come with the stamps but we don’t serve ’em raw (you know we ain’t servin’ ’em raw here, n*gga)
b*tch all in my stick code, it’s diana ross (facts)
when we talkin’ money, turn them cameras off (turn them cameras off, n*gga)
if it’s ’bout my money, let them flammers off

- struggle mike black soprano family lyrics

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