Buy this track to pay Young Papa Lil Weasel's bills even though he could care less about you.
lyrics
I got them diamonds in my butt
Killer Mike and El P can't Run My Jewels now
Go to the strip club, I ain't bring no cash
Why? I got diamonds up my ass
I tip them strippers with the tissues
Bring em back to the room, they say my shit delicious
They wipe they mouth off and then I tell em yo
The biggest diamond ain't come out yet hoe
B*tch you better work for it, you better work
Let me see you tweak for it, you better tweak
Before i get mad hoe, and put all them diamonds back up my a$$ yo
That shiny sh*t ya love it
You wanna rub and tug it
Licking a$$ like carving pumpkins
Sh*t tastes like Baskin Robins
Diamonds be your favorite topping
In the club bottles we popping
Hell nah I won't take you shopping
Shut up hoe, get the shhhlopin
I lace my d*ck with adrenal
So when you suck it
I got your full attention from tip to balls
I f*ck my fans for fun
Not the male ones
You know why? Cause f*ck them
For real though, f*ck them hungry n*gga's
Keep buying my sh*t though
My next house gone be 9 figures
Happy Birthday to me
Give me everything in your wallets
Actually here's my routing number
Just deposit it
All ya'll n*gga's lames
You smell like b*tch to me
That's why i f*cked yo mama
Last Century
My seed you grew to be
Yo ain't getting no cash from me
Get up out my face with no diamonds Gee
It's rare when a record comes out that you can vibe to. It's even more rare when a record is released that you can vibe to that keeps you wanting to listen to that record just to get that feeling back DJ E-Na
Stro Elliot dives into the KPM library music archives and emerges with the materials to create this scorching beat tape. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 26, 2023