Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fessional/Diamonds Dancing, artist - Joey Purp. Album song QUARTERTHING, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Fessional/Diamonds Dancing |
I got a bag, I get a bag, I’ma blow-it-fast 'fessional |
She in the club, she throwing ass, she a strip club 'fessional |
I throw it up, I make it rain, I’m a make-it-rain 'fessional |
I got a bag, I throw it fast, I’m a get-a-bag 'fessional, ayy |
I’ve got a foreign under the dash, I’m a drive-fast 'fessional, ayy |
I got a bag, I get it fast, I’ma get a bag 'fessional |
She in the club, she throwing ass, she a strip club 'fessional |
I throw it up, I make it rain, I’m a make-it-rain 'fession— |
Part II: Diamonds Dancing |
Yeah |
Yeah |
Yeah |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |
Yeah, you not 'bout that action, be for real |
Yeah, play me 'bout that paper, it’s a drill |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |
Yeah, you not 'bout that action, be for real |
Yeah, play me 'bout that paper, it’s a drill |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real, yeah |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing |
Look like water when it splash (Splash) |
Play me 'bout that paper, oh my God, we on your head |
I’m about them commas, I want butter on my bread (Bread) |
Diamonds on me dancing, looking like it’s dripping wet (Yeah) |
Running through that paper, and I’m running through it fast (Fast) |
Yeah I got that action on me, you ain’t gotta ask (Yeah) |
She ain’t gotta ask twice, she ain’t gotta beg |
Diamonds on me, dancing like a glacier on my hand (Please) |
Diamonds on me dancing |
And they dripping and they splash (Please) |
Wrist look like it water, and that water in a glass (Yeah) |
I don’t got a problem spending, I’ma get it back |
Diamonds on me dancing on my motherfucking— |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |
Yeah, you not 'bout that action, be for real |
Yeah, play me 'bout that paper, it’s a drill |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |
Yeah, you not 'bout that action, be for real |
Yeah, play me 'bout that paper, it’s a drill |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |
Yeah, all these bitches begging me to chill |
Yeah, ain’t no competition, hoes ain’t real |
Yeah, pussy niggas get popped like a pill (Ah) |
Look at my shoes, bitch, I’m queen of the hill |
Yeah, say what you mean, what you feel (What you feel) |
You might get no response, every letter cost a bill (Fucking cunts) |
And I’m taking niggas still (Still) |
Yeah, I’m a whole meal, worth a mil' (Ayy) |
Diamonds dancing, look at me, instantly |
Wish you took advantage (Wish you took advantage) |
Tell that bitch don’t panic (Bitch, don’t panic) |
I’ma go cray either way |
When it come to the money, bitch, I’m romantic |
And your ho can’t stand it |
I’m a rich nigga bandit, haha (Queen shit, bitch) |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |
Yeah, you not 'bout that action, be for real |
Yeah, play me 'bout that paper, it’s a drill |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |
Yeah, you not 'bout that action, be for real |
Yeah, play me 'bout that paper, it’s a drill |
Yeah, diamonds on me dancing, they for real |