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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ted Park
Ted Park
Stimme und Gesang
Jay Park
Jay Park
Stimme und Gesang
Parlay Pass
Parlay Pass
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ted Park
Ted Park
Songwriter:in
Jay Park
Jay Park
Songwriter:in
Parlay Pass
Parlay Pass
Songwriter:in
Crookid
Crookid
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Diamonds Dancing like Jay Park
No pretty boy, but I break hearts
My shooter don't miss they don't play darts
My bro with the shits they gonn' take part
Big body whip they be riding for me
I won't let my brother die in the streets
I'm the one that these bitches be dying to meet
I hit it once then she iron the sheets she grinding her teeth
He might have drip but me and that boy we not the same
I heard that boy was a lame
I'm on my path they be riding and switching in lanes
Too many switching for fame
She thicky thick, watch her switch when she walk in that denim
I forgot if it's Gucci or Wang
Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
I don't feel shit, and we smile through the pain
[Verse 2]
Diamonds be dancing like me
We passing out food in the streets
Donations on donations
Can't see my brothers suffering, I don't want them to bleed
Young Og, I paved the way
Look out for the youngin's cant say I hid game
Blew up got money and fame
Came back to my city, we litty, I'll show 'em the way
Fuck clout, gimme a big bag
Pockets too fat fuck, a diet never slim fast
Too many fake friends, fuck they bitch ass
Me against you in whichever way, u put it thats gonna be a mismatch
Let 'em hate, let 'em doubt
Rip niño, I see you resting above the clouds
Yellow boys hella proud
Really give you something to be xenophobic about
[Verse 3]
Diamonds Dancing like Jay Park
No pretty boy, but I break hearts
My shooter don't miss, they don't play darts
My bro with the shits, they gonn' take part
Big body whip, they be riding for me
I won't let my brother die in the streets
I'm the one that these bitches be dying to meet
I hit it once, then she iron the sheets, she grinding her teeth
He might have drip, but me and that boy, we not the same
I heard that boy was a lame
I'm on my path, they be riding and switching in lanes
Too many switching for fame
She thicky thick, watch her switch when she walk in that denim
I forgot if it's Gucci or Wang
Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
I don't feel shit, and we smile through the pain
[Verse 4]
I heard them boys trying to ball, but they're spraining their shit
I told coach put me in the game
I'm trynna win like I'm Mike, go and get me a chip
Get the guap without hitting a stain
Chips with the guac
Lately been eating a lot
Back then had no cash for buffet
My teacher said I'd work for minimum wage
I make more than that bitch when I jump on a stage
Pack of the runts
Bro, ship the packs every month
Pray it touch down in the state
She smoking the wood
She want the bat not a bunt
Touching base, I make a triple play
Make sure we all good, I ain't never gonna leave my mans
Take an L bounce, back never leave no plans
Been through hell looking back when I had no bands
Now look, I'm the man
[Verse 5]
Diamonds Dancing like Jay Park
No pretty boy, but I break hearts
My shooter don't miss, they don't play darts
My bro with the shits, they gonn take part
Big body whip, they be riding for me
I won't let my brother die in the streets
I'm the one that these bitches be dying to meet
I hit it once, then she iron the sheets, she grinding her teeth
He might have drip, but me and that boy, we not the same
I heard that boy was a lame
I'm on my path, they be riding and switching in lanes
Too many switching for fame
She thicky thick, watch her switch when she walk in that denim
I forgot if it's Gucci or Wang
Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
I don't feel shit, and we smile through the pain
[Verse 6]
The pleasure and pain
You could never relate
I always had grams, now they mention my name
Fuck all the fame and the clout
I need to get my mama a new house
Family depend on me, can't let me down
Free all my bro's out, the pen let 'em out
One day, came a long way from that subway
Eating so good like a buffet
Bad lil bitch and her butt fake, yeah
She is a dancer, fucking with trappers and scammers
Welcome to Atlanta, pay 1k, got a young shooter like Trae
[Verse 7]
Diamonds Dancing like Jay Park
No pretty boy, but I break hearts
My shooter don't miss, they don't play darts
My bro with the shits they gonn take part
Big body whip, they be riding for me
I won't let my brother die in the streets
I'm the one that these bitches be dying to meet
I hit it once, then she iron the sheets, she grinding her teeth
He might have drip, but me and that boy, we not the same
I heard that boy was a lame
I'm on my path, they be riding and switching in lanes
Too many switching for fame
She thicky thick watch her switch when she walk in that denim
I forgot if it's Gucci or Wang
Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
I don't feel shit, and we smile through the pain
Written by: Crookid, Jay Park, Parlay Pass, Ted Park

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