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Might buy a river to go swim in I was born rich like I'm Diggy Simmons Teeth bright like a bowl of lemons Need an old bitch that look like Robin
hoes on my nuts diggy Simmons Clamp to the money Nate clements She call me Tino the genie cause when we link up I be granting her wishes These hoes
Diggy Simmons Fresh Prince, I get Jiggy wit it Lotta hits, it's never any misses Dizzy Whizz, I'm in the city with it On top, any minute (any minute)
And I got all the thots like I'm Diggy Simmons Yeah my bitch bad, like Angela Simmons But I'll still dunk yo bitch like I'm Ben Simmons I ain't done goin
Bitch, I dig it, I eat ice cream with my chickens (rich nigga) Bitch, I'm rich just like a Simmons, not Lil' Diggy (real Simmons) If I got legs, bitch,
Niggas be acting, no Diggy Simmons I play the part well, no need for auditions No strings attached, I'm cuttin' the ribbons (I never needed no jewels
tippy toes Shout out Premo that's my hippy bro I'm sonnin' niggas like they Diggy Simmons Meditated souls got me counting crows I'm pullin' up like I'm
the perc, perc, perc, can you dig it? I got old money, bitch my name is Diggy Simmons (Simmons) Hoe, that's not my dick, that's my Glock, can you feel it?
[Verse 1: Diggy Simmons] Yeah, it's been debated and contemplated if Diggy's overrated But what the haters have stated never penetrated I'm so
Diggy Simmons Can't trust fishy bitches, boy You know these bitches swim On Telegram with a Russian Goin' BIN for BIN (Facts) Took them L's to the jaw
Fuck Run, I'm the reverend's son A motherfucker with a missing lung Waving his gun (Diggy Simmons) I'm killing this song until the raven is done
Girl you're a gift, but love for me is tricky ribbon An O.G, I find myself bumping to Diggy Simmons Singing in the shower like You make me wanna sing
father's business Just like Diggy Simmons Like the Carleons and all the other siblings yah Got me feeling like a beetle Boy I'm feeling like I'm Nino
forever like I got a bite on my neck Through my music, through my songs This is your amusement, this is my songs My God, forgive then for adultery Diggy
Cuz we handling business These paper cuts (paper) Got my fingers itching Run house ain't Russel Simmons Must be Diggy City 2 city All these bitches
life That's on sight Hold up still ride around with tha glizzy Still sip syrup I'm dizzy Still put on for diggy Still got bad intentions yea Still ain't
the Simmons momma should've named me Diggy Red dot bodies drop when im toting on that glizzy I'll spin on ya block nigga i don't get dizzy I keep 4 letters with
you like your name biggie She gone do like Simmons says like my name was Diggy When I was down in the dirt they ain't show me pitty When it get tight
all of that hate why you still tryna copy And paste cuz they Diggy the swag I get to that money like Russell Ain't nothing discrete when I Simmon
niggas shoot like Ben Simmons They glide gon' seem like he would diggy Dope boy tee And I got that shit on me He don't want no beef He know that this shit
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