Smoke DZA - Diamond lyrics

[Intro] Kushed God, b**h Pimp hand strong Suplexin' hoes, like Brad Armstrong s** a n***a dick chopped and screwed though Right [Hook: Ab-Soul] Bad b**h, whistle while you twerk on that dick That's it, make it nasty all that sh** Cla**y, in the street but freaky in the bedroom Bad ho, whistle while you twerk and don't miss a note [Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Riiight She walk in and got the lil n***as widlin' Ass like, she employed by King of Diamonds Last night she got off, the paper pilin' Hoes mad tight, but she twerk and keep stylin' Lickin' her lips just like she give the mean marvelous Ass clappin' on that green carpet, get it girl Slow grindin', got a n***a brick She tryna give a private dance and get a extra tip, sh** She put that box right up for sale, I got a couple 1s But I'm from the school of Akinyle, She let my man pipe With some pa**es for Rock The Bells, these hoes is wicked I wonder what she do for some Jigga tickets Bad b**h but her mentality is cla**less Average ho in the spot, tryna stack chips She like, if Jesus turned water into wine Then I could turn this p**y into diamonds I heard you I heard you shorty I dig ya plans I overstand you start talkin' 'bout bands A n***a be lookin' in the air like It's quiet for all that [Hook: Ab-Soul] Bad b**h, whistle while you twerk on that dick That's it, make it nasty all that sh** Cla**y, in the street but freaky in the bedroom Bad ho, whistle while you twerk and don't miss a note Yeaah ho, don't miss a note I got all these C notes so You might wanna yeaaaah ho You might wanna yeaaaah ho [Bridge: Ab-Soul] f**in' s** a n***a dick, while hittin' the splits And rollin' the spliff at the same damn time, b**h Is you out of yo mind, b**h?! [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] Nasty, make it nasty Soulo, ho Lookin' for the hole behind yo panties, that's fasho Hit that pole, let this be yo anthem dip it low Heard it's dippin' dots between yo thighs, DZA got a scoop befo' I'm tryna see what that be like, Damn right Ab got a appetite damn right I gotta eat, I gotta eat You heard of foreplay, let's try gunplay, pull my strap and you're deceased Soulo, A beast under the sheets Like a Top Dawg under cover f** undercover police It's the Kushed God and the God MC Pay yo tithes or you could do it for free Please make that a** clap I got bands, I got racks, got them fifties, got them hundreds I don't drive but that Audi outside got room for us Turn this up, I'm turnt up, can't you tell?, don't tell no lie [Hook: Ab-Soul]