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philthy rich, payroll giovanni & sauce walka - clean diamonds كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(blame it on monstah)

[verse 1: payroll giovanni & philthy rich]
hustle more, struggle more, it’s up to you, the choice is yours
the ford is less, the porsche is more, which one you want? the porsche of course
n_gga, i’m a motherf_ckin’ boss, on my porch some more
move grams hand to hand, car to car, door to door
when i was broke, i was bored, i had to get my money right
i’ma miss the club, my n_gga, it’s a count_money night
gold presi’ sunny bright, natural sh_t, no funny ice
n_gga asked, “could i front him?” guess i’m just a dummy, right?
you owe the whole hood, your name is no good
my n_gga, you can’t lean on me, you gotta come with c_o_d
karat stones gleam on me, your man too broke to spеak on me
tell that n_gga, “pay your bill,” pay too busy makin’ skrill
n_gga, i ain’t nevеr been pressed about a record deal
by the time they found me, i was loaded, both my necklace chilled
clean diamonds on, i ain’t never been a tacky n_gga
sold ’em in ohio (uh_huh), but i got ’em from my cali n_gga (look)

[verse 2: philthy rich]
clean diamonds on, baguettes came from gary
the biggest thing to come up out of seminary
i lost two hunnid g’s and bought some p’s from bt
sellin’ so much p_ssy, i forgot how to sell weed (sell weed)
cheap things ain’t good and good things ain’t cheap
lil’ fine sh_t from vegas in my passenger seat
all the bad b_tches in my city love me
all the real n_ggas in my city love me
bend on my right, maude on my left
if you don’t see me with them n_ggas, don’t ask me about the rest
relationships worth more than money
money ain’t worth more than relationships
two cane corsos protect the mansion
that n_gga went broke and then sold his masters
sent my b_tch to miami for new veneers
clean diamonds in these rollies, these is souvenirs, it’s philth (yeah, yeah)
[verse 3: sauce walka]
seven_karat ear, uh, uh, yeah (yeah)
seven_karat earrings, rose gold on ’em (fourteen, yeah)
he bought his partner two lawyers, still told on him (man, what?)
old_school origami top, it’ll fold on him (yeah, ayy, yeah)
we checkin’ paper too (for real)
your thottie broke with three kids, that’s what hatin’ do (it do)
louis carolina suit, pimpin’ baby blue (that blue)
they gave my partner twenty years, he was sellin’ blues (lil’ trey)
last rapper tried the splats ain’t work out, right? (no)
she ain’t pay me for the— that don’t sound right (no, no)
we doin’ homework on lil’ buddy, gon’ be a long night (for sure)
been in the gym five months, just the clean sprite (clean, yeah)
auntie needs bread, barely even stable (d_mn)
i just paid a visit to her, left a dime on the table (man)
still remember sleepin’ on her couch, young, watchin’ cable (yeah, man)
back when we was sellin’ sherms out the street and sold fakers (for real)

[outro: sauce walka]
oohwee (oohwee)
oohwee (yeah, for real)
yeah
yeah

- philthy rich payroll giovanni sauce walka

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