Lyrics:
When they ask me what I need I'll say a capo, a lemonade, a dollar fifty
A big bathtub, prosthetic feet, diana ross' role in mahogany
So I can hang
Somebody better call 911 (Call 911)
I'm breakin' in these niggas cribs!
My people missin me, like Diana Ross
No this ain't MMG, but I am a boss
you wanna try your luck
C'mon...play pussy'n'get fucked
Ass-hole snicker and get beat
Your a bad motherfucker if you dare to compete
Cause Diana Ross be
on a record
And take it off until you ass naked
Word to mother
Shorty stack like a horse
Pushing a force, looking to floss, Diana Ross
Flow better, one
niggas!
[Hook]
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube:]
See I'm a mean nigga
Youse a friend nigga
Ol' pretend nigga
Smile and grin nigga
I hate a false niggas
Diana
boss like Ross not talking Diana (Diana)
It ain't never enough money keep on piling it up (pile)
Having flashbacks I was serving in a pathfinder
Indiana, hey
Avoir une fanbase comme Diana Ross
Plutôt que d’mourir comme Diana
Même avec toutes les cartes en main t’arrives à perdre
J’vais être influent
open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
[Rick Ross]
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
Waters Screaming Jay, Howie Wolf
Chuck Berry Jimi Hendrix B.B King Sam Cooke
Billie Holiday Ella Fitz Nina Simone
Aretha Franklin Etta James Diana Ross
daisies.
Little sweet thang
She love to floss
Clothes to her lip gloss
Makin' hard thugs turn soft
Lookin' like Diana Ross
Slim, sweet and sexy
start calling him moss
Bruh a boss but get caught and be scared of the cost
Diana ross chopper singing ain't singing it soft
How I feel you in the field?
dripping like it's voss
That body mine
It's not rented
Lemme take a sip of moss
If it's over when the lady sings
Your moans Diana Ross
We just need to make
rollin', nowhere to be found
Diana Ross slammin "Upside Down"
The bass and treble at the perfect level, the way we choose it
Noddin' to the music, yeah,
"Go 'head give me some sugars and hot sauce"
With an atrack of Diana Ross playing
And drunk off some moonshine, I passed out and woke up at noontime
an a track of Diana Ross playing
And drunk off some moonshine
I passed out and woke up at noontime
Thought it was crack of dawn, but ass was in my face
Said
Diana Ross
Nalejte mi Baileys
A pak se nehnu z místa
Pak se nehnu z místa
Ca$h Ca$h
Hoříme pro ca$h
Rolujeme kila kila kila
Rolujeme kila kila jee
Ca$h
to come off it
Lane to lane, with a slim Diana Ross bitch
You might see me hit the slab, big car candy green
Don't blink hit the corner, it's a flipping
phone goes off
Niggas hit me up tryna get off
One looking like rick ross
The other one look like diana ross
One got a pic of some Rims
My page clearly
of Bel-Air with Miss Diana Ross
I’m touchin’ all the points you never get across
She call me number one, oh yes, the biggest boss
[Sincere Guaynabo]
Here I
shit Criss cross
Niggas be twitching like they name Was Adin ross
Make that bitch the sing when we fuck Diana Ross
Doing this shit on my own cause I'm
feeling like Ross
Bad bih like Diana Ross
The chopper shoot that boy away til that nigga get lost
She wanna get between cause a young nigga floss
My white
and I'm taking a wiz
Diana Ross clicking my heels
Ease down the road go back to your crib
Creeping through the fog
Who that yall
It's Mr Mignon
It's
a first seed, I know
Criss cross, I’m boss
Breathe life like my name Rick Ross
Learn style like my name Diana Ross
Lost the house, but I really sold it off
round yo block think twice before you try and walk
One man band choppa singin like Diana Ross
I can take a ounce and break it down I filled the block with
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