DIAMONDS

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Wavy
I'm on a road to a mill, I'ma cash me a check on some diamonds
Girl, why you want money from me? You cheated, don't even remind me
You left me when I had no money, don't come back when I'm in designer
Feel how you feel, but I feel how I feel, just being honest

Hop in that big body Benz, this a whip she ain't never been in
She said she wanna be friends, sorry, I don't commend
I just ex you, I go for your friend
It's too late, no, you can't make amends

If you hate me, then why did I hit that?
Gained a body and still tryna spin back
When you do, I'ma still go up in that
Girl stop runnin, you know that I need that

I'ma go pop in the club and you see me dripped out in Armani
Your hoe be lookin' at me, I'm the life of the party
And she a Barbie

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Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Butler
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