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Shower in Diamonds
From this Inglorious Bastard
I'm Brad Pitt
Don't care if she Swallow or Spit
All that matter is, the fact of the matter its
Urkel, I'm

(Nah, I’m fuckin’), sorry you think I’m pathetic
Sorry I don’t wanna bro down, sorry I don’t know your pronouns
I don’t mean no disrespect, but, damn, we

(Nah, I’m fuckin’), sorry you think I’m pathetic
Sorry I don’t wanna bro down, sorry I don’t know your pronouns
I don’t mean no disrespect, but, damn, we

m'oba
Ade ori la fin m'oba
Ah ah ah
And don't you ever give up, oh no
Because you just might get it
Just keep pushing
Keep pushing, my dear
Pa ra ra ra
Pa

We locked eyes at the corner store by the frozen foods
Didn't know what yet, not a boy no more
I'm not a boy no more
Say hello to the finer things,

Sharingan shawty see the freak inside you
Alchy turn me to Akuma no Ryu
Baby not shy, why you playing, girl I knew
Why do I feel like I wanna be by you

"The Yellow Rose of Texas" (1858)
Song & Chorus
Composed and arranged expressively for
Charles H. Brown
by J. K. [Joseph Philip Knight?]

1.
There's

that I’ma rule the globe

Holy shit, I'm Holyfield
I’ll knock you through the rope
Monster deck no Yu-Gi-Oh
I flex hard you should know
Bought myself

(Verse 1)
Yeah, skrrt off in the night, yeah, we takin' flight,
Diamonds on my wrist, they be shining oh so bright.
From the block to the top, yeah,

right now

Eh yeah yeah, eh yeah yeah yeah

Pray that I survive
They asking me things I would do, if I wasn't rapping at all
Without the diamonds

asked i get asked a lot
Oh it coming and it's real girl the mask is off
Think it's trash
Well no that'd be wrong

Let's switch it up i'm coming with it

And I'm geeked up in the morning time (Ooh-oh)
I can't tell 'em
I can't tell 'em about misfortunes on me
Just for all the baddies that wake up just

Purple diamonds on my body
I picked up a new necklace, you see what I'm rocking
I don't ever speak broke, my money keeps on talking
Had the Louis

a price oh no
Lookin her right in the eyes
That bitch was begging for me don't go
Prolly gonna wind up dead, I
Can't remember what she said
I think I'm

stick
We got hollows, my nigga ain't using no fist
Hit the clutch then the gas, through they block, I'm a drift

Yeah, I'm straight out the Chesapeake

Rose
Four Cousins Moet
When we wanna celebrate
Oh yes it's a night for the Hennessy
Ciroc Spirit calling out to me
Martel Swift with the Swift

when im stopping
Making pussies wet they call me the weatherman might just blow my shit up like Afghanistan
Man if only
All by myself feeling oh so

but remember when you told me that:
You done told me you would hit me back by next week
When you around me, I be turning to the best me
I see no

it all down like a Mac Miller track
I just dropped a few songs hardly have any fans
But I'm grateful that's a fact and you can check me on that
No cap

me down like it gets you high
I feel for you and I tell you why
Know your job barely gets you by
Try to pull my card, I'll let it slide
I'll slide it

up
She wanna talk about love, oh no
Fuck her 6 times in a row, photo
Louis the brand of my clothes, logo
I got water on my neck yeah yeah
My diamonds

Silent night
Holy night
Covered with the snow
City lights
They looked like diamonds on the floor
People rushed home
Singing Christmas songs

I'm big red
Impala gang, no Lexus
Should've been a hip-hop freshman

Lot of my shit get chopped and screwed
They swear to God I'm from Texas
Your

long without speaking
Oh, I let you skat on the nail
I get rich by the next makes me

The Kapit, previously it Mitt
I let my soul fly with the wind
My