Lyrics:
Yeah
Bento oh Bento
yeah yeah
Ooh I ain't never lost
I'm on my supreme shit
Like Diana Ross
Paying with the sacrifice
That's the price it cost
Want
Five wits, my mind's rich
I won't remind 'em the cost
I'm supreme with God's gift
I'm on my Diana Ross
I'm poppin' vows, coin flips
And send a portal,
spring like a catapult
Matter fact the flow Supreme like Diana Ross
I'm at the do' like a deer with the antlers off
Niggas acting like Scummy was they
coming out Diana Ross
Move out the way
Here to show you thing
Training day
Denzel – King Kong ain’t got nothing on me
Nobody can step to this
If they
A funky rhythm that's guaranteed to move the world
Have the party people screaming out, "Go on, girl"
Just like Diana Ross, I'm the boss
And those who
like Diana Ross
Blew my first check on Stone Island and Mosch
Before we signed a deal, we made the sign of the cross
Yeah, yeah, Disturbing London
A funky rhythm that's guaranteed to move the world
Have the party people screaming out, "Go on, girl"
Just like Diana Ross, I'm the boss
And those who
off
And put my soul in this shit like I'm Diana Ross
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I
Tell you Joey Purp was finna get the whole city high
like Diana Ross
Blew my first check on Stone Island and Mosch
Before we signed a deal, we made the sign of the cross
Yeah, yeah, Disturbing London
Austin
Still wear Supreme like I'm Diana Ross' kid,
But only the good pieces
She saw me making beats and told me that I'm a genius
Said she got a man, this
Diana Ross
Shit so Supreme, and now they sick the way I'm gettin' off
Lookin' confused, but humbly speakin' I been a boss
I can make some call and pull
It's only up from here like I started climbing rocks
The luv child, my story told by Diana Ross
Driving by I thought fine dining was Red Lobster
is over
I'm givin' you the best that I got, startin' over
Pullin' the leaves off the trees to turn them over
Diana Ross said it's the sweetest hangover
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,
Adam Walsh
Your image faker than the hair on Diana Ross
Too far gone inside my art form
Worshipping the ground that I walk on, that's cool
But while
Knock your paws off sync
Left you flat like a soft drink
Got more styles than Diana Ross swing
Zone like Rick James when he smoke crack
You and Charli
you share for the motherfucking fruit, nigga
Y'know?
Get ready for Crisp NY
AKA Supreme Blientele
Get ready
Classic, the album really called Crisp
off
You're in trouble 'cause I'm back
Best in the game and that's just a fact
How the fuck you gon' make it through the whole album
If I'm this
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