| Bitch you something so serious
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| It’s recording?
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| (They say diamonds are forever)
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| (They say diamonds are forever)
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| Public thought me a pessimist think my thoughts too pessimistic
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| Reminiscing
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| Roastin' Garcia Vegas, just don’t do swishers or rillas
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| Murder rap, we beat it 2am and two-seated
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| Yellow things bright embrace, I arch it back and lay
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| Face down, I’m a gangsta my heart colder than Chicago
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| This black Impala just sent bullets through my car door
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| These niggas I’ve been runnin' with' pressure hit they crumblin'
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| Never had no love in this shit, pray to God, somebody please pray for me
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| Deep conversation was always elated and then celebrated the things of the past
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| Happy belated, while handing her Franklins, just thought I was stated,
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| but stated too fast
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| Went to the pen, and was living upstate but feel I got away cause I skated with
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| cash
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| Made crooked lawyers and dirty attorneys, who take all your money and say that
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| they working
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| Fucking with you, stuck in this loop you jumping through hoops and we running
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| through hurdles
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| Ain’t meet ya momma but I told her I promise that when she around me nothing
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| will hurt her
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| She do the talking I can’t be too perfect lean drinking, no Bud Light
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| Itching for them chickens them idiots must don’t love life
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| Free to speak on anything at all
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| Before we met, not much belief in
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| Anything at all
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| And then we found love under neon lights
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| Fluorescent body paint
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| While under neon lights
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| Lemme get you to sound off, loud in here
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| But say my name, loud and clear
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| Watch we wake up all the neighbors when we makin' love
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| I’m talking naked, making faces, really cuttin' up
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| In the bathroom, or the shower let this water fall
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| Like Soulja Slim I got enough dick for all of y’all
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| Now the luxury whips come equipped with neon lights
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| Body paint fluorescent under neon lights
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| Fuck what he don’t like, we gon' be alright
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| Cookin' soft and selling hard while under neon lights
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| Bread Winner Mafia with tropical leaves
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| Take off my shirt can’t come out my sleeves I got it in ink then it’s what I
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| believe
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| Exploring desires this moment devours I’m watching this fire ignite in the
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| sheets
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| Kissing my wrist, got her legs on my shoulder my dick in her stomach I’m giving
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| her «D»
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| She, grippin' the pillow with teeth, I wrinkle my lip she wiggles her feet
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| Built up a tolerance now while inside of it hollerin louder she get it with
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| speed
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| This is we. |
| They say diamonds are forever
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| Boyfriend called her and cussed her out (I'm forreal girl, I’m forreal girl)
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| Cling on got the theme song on my ringtone I’m a beef with you leave on
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| Tell em that the plan that I’ll have you scared tell em I’ll catch em I’ll tell
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| em whatever what up
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| Name in the streets and I stand on that spit my life through the wax I’m a die
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| bout that
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| Outside make it 4th of July bout that
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| And they say diamonds are forever (I'm forreal girl, I’m forreal)
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| From start to finish sayin life’s but a race put the petal to the metal
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| Sayin ready, set, go now start ya engine
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| We still keep in touch no loss in feelings but understand
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| Lemme get you to sound off loud in here
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| But say my name, loud and clear
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| Watch we wake up all the neighbors when we makin' love
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| I’m talking naked, making faces, really cuttin' up
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| In the bathroom, or the shower let this water fall
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| Like Soulja Slim I got enough dick for all of y’all
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| Now the luxury whips come equipped with neon lights
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| Body paint fluorescent under neon lights
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| Fuck what he don’t like, we gon' be alright
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| Rockin' neon lights under neon lights
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| Cookin' soft and sellin hard while under neon lights |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Neon Lights , by - Kevin Gates. Song from the album Luca Brasi Story, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп