Lyrics

CHORUS 3x
I let my diamonds shine
I?m smoking home grown
And when these bitties ride
I holla let them go

VERSE ONE
Walk in the club (what) two stepping it
Who you with (GMS) get money kid
This aint ninja turtles
But I holla cowabunga
Fuck a phantom I?m coming clubbing in my gundam
I?m a known stunna
You know these bitches want me
They stay running flocking to him giving bull numbers
I got a bad chick
She let her hair go
She got closer now she touching on my egg roll
You can see the diamonds shinning on my earlobe
Touched her ass now she touching on my bearbo
I got the club packed you cant find bull
We in the back smoking purple like the dinosaur
Don?t pop off
We some riders bull
Or your face gonna be on the dance floor
I don?t dance bull I let my chain hang
I?m fucking boss your girl say the same thing

CHORUS 4x
I let my diamonds shine
I?m smoking home grown
And when these bitties ride
I holla let them go

VERSE ONE
First off the names JT
This niggas shady
Raps for the gravy
I got rims and they cost about eight G?s
You need a ladder cause they stand about eight feet
I?m so amazing
When pipes blow
Shoot at his feet make him jump like Michael
I got the right flow
To get the nice hoes
This niggas looking sloppy I don?t like those
I?m that bull
I get the club hopping
Better back up before I get the club popping
I?m a fucking boss
Hustle like I?m fucking Ross
Jumping out of character get you bust up and fucking tossed
I don?t care what the cost take a trip to the mall
We all gonna still ball hit the store buy it all
I?m VIP
I?m on tour
I don?t jiggle it
Jiggling?s for young bulls

CHORUS 4x
I let my diamonds shine
I?m smoking home grown
And when these bitties ride
I holla let them go

BREAKDOWN 2x
You can?t ball like a boss
You roll like a boss

4x
East coast (what up)
West coast (what up)
North side (what up)
Southside (what up)

If you feeling like a boss put your hands up
If you don?t care the cost put your hands up
If you feeling like a boss put your hands up
If you don?t care the cost put your hands up