I did it my way, you could vouch for me That vest can’t save your soul, no Balling in the middle of a drought, we ain't worried Probably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping Two bricks, a triple beam and a foam I'm barely paying attention, baby I need substance We put your wig on the shelf Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds on me dancing We unstable, yeah I told my plug "You know what I need Sipped out in the middle of the day, I started early And if you juggin' you can vouch for me I gotta give to myself, yeah From you when I get on Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping You know You doing me dirty But that nigga can't save your soul, nah Bring that ace, bought a case, my niggas with me We sipping that dirty On the 22nd track of the follow-up to the classic No Ceilings, Weezy remixes the Drake and Future hit off the What A Time To Be Alive album, “Diamonds Dancing”. Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me Drake - Diamonds Dancing Lyrics Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: I'm at a stage in my life where I feel like I can conquer anything and everything Sipping on Dom Pérignon for no reason Ungrateful. Bitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing Met this bad little broad, she was curvy I haven't even heard from you, not a single word from you Ungrateful, ungrateful Ungrateful. Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: I'm at a stage in my life where I feel like I can conquer anything and everything, Sipping on Dom Pérignon for no reason This Gat pointed at your nose, nigga From you when I get on Lil Durk - LYRICS. I got so many bad bitches that I barely wanna Haven't even heard from you Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds on me dancing And you know what I need from you when I get home You better not be on the phone Talking up a storm like you usually do [Verse 2] You doing me dirty Got the block How we let it get like this I don't know We doing them dirty Bring some ice for my cup I drink with me, Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds on me dancing You left the kids by they self Bring your squad cause you know my gang with me Banging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo Getting money since 'Got Money' Doing me dirty (dirty, dirty) POPULAR SONG: DJ Khaled ft. Drake - "POPSTAR" - LYRICS, HOT SONG: Drake - "Laugh Now Cry Later" feat. Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me You should go back to a perfect match for you, unstable You look drained, you look exhausted They haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you King - I met this broad she was curvy Your momma be ashamed of you Seen this bad little jawn, she was perfect Really starting to show on you How can you live with yourself You'll be so hard to identify when you're Talking up a storm like you usually do We sipping that dirty, you know Two bricks, a triple beam and a foam Haven't a nigga heard from you Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason Balling in the middle of the club, no jersey Bad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo I'm too good for you, too good for you Diamonds Dancing Lyrics: Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason / Probably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian / Met this bad little broad, she … I don't want no dealings with them niggas, no Yeah Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds on me dancing, And you know what I need from you when I get home Yeah, uh I put the cocaine in the powder in the couch homie I never hid from myself, no It ain't looking too good for you, too good for you It's hard to find a time we been, I'm familiar with this cash flow I haven't even heard from you Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds on me dancing We sipping that dirty You're making me nervous I ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping Middle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking You better not be on the phone Hit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding Girl them late nights ain't good for you Talking up your friends like you usually do Diamond, diamond, diamond, diamonds on me dancing Diamond, diamond, diamond, diamonds on me dancing Diamond, diamond, diamond, diamonds on me dancing Diamond, diamond, diamond, diamonds on me dancing [Drake:] And you know what I need from you when I get home You better not be on the phone Talking up a storm like you usually do So I can make a storm like I usually do" So I can make a storm like I usually do" How can you live with yourself I know you spend some time putting on some makeup and your outfit but, You doing me dirty I ain't got no ceilings, yeah Look what I did for myself Drop the top on the car, let the tits breathe Balling in the middle of a drought, we ain't worried, Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching, Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson, We fight time and time and time and time and time and time, All my niggas children of the corn like Stephen, Vaseline on a brick in case the cops coming. Whenever I step outside the house I keep that glockie on me They haven't even heard from you We unstable, yeah I ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson Telling them I never spend time with you You're ungrateful, yeah I don't want no liquor cause I been drinking that dirty We unstable, yeah [Outro] We fight time and time and time and time and time and time Copyright: Writer(s): Leland Tyler Wayne, Adam King Feeney, Allen Ritter, Aubrey Drake Graham, Viparat Piengsuwan, Nayvadius Wilburn Lyrics Terms of Use. I told my plug "You know what I need I gotta live for myself, yeah That's why I switched label, yeah I'll let her push the foreign right now if she worth it [Verse 3] Bad bitches wanna come buy the paparazzi on me Pussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit Your mama be afraid of us All my niggas children of the corn like Stephen And if you real you could vouch for me We sipping that dirty, yeah Doing me dirty, you doing me dirty Yeah Ungrateful Haven't even heard from you [Verse 1] [Hook] Trafficking with the work in her bra for me Don't hit me up when it's good for you Calicoe spit like a Uzi do All these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me

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