Kanary Diamonds
Kanary Diamonds - Black Out lyrics
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Hey, look Queen of the broken state, west coast heavy weight I don't even hoo, but the lady ball eryday Eryday, I get mine, mind over erything Married to the game, I ain't talking bout no wedding ring Wedding ring, that's that? single like a dollar bill Dollar bill get me hot, hot like the sun I feel Feel what I'm talking bout What I'm talking is real Real recognize real, So how the fuck you got a deal? Now you got them doing me, Me is who they talk about Tearing down your girls like I'm bring Derek... Out with the old shit, in with the new deal All in my zone, I ain't talking bout the 23 23 is the number, that's the number on my head 23 million unit g,... bitch 23 That's the number I can get you for them bricks I can hook it up for you, how many you tryina get Flow is dope, I'm selling dope, I'm hella dope, you better know, For bitch I got a better flow I'm on ahead so let them know Where she at, where she at? Let her know I'm looking for her, looking for Looking for her,... got it whooping for her I ain't got time, check my tone Way out here was on my own It's only one me but a whole lot of... Tryina be me, you will never get on It's... you will never get on When you hear me, girl you better get gone Better, better, better, better get gone Don't come here I run this here Look at the numbers I did done this years I don't give a fuck, no more, get dope Why don't you ever bring your ass around here? Bass, treble, these hootchies stay in doubles That thang come in doubles... Think you so fly, I can touch you up with that mac up in the ruble Have you surrounded like a hot dog ass bitch Shadow look at me, yes it's clear I'm the bad bitch of the year This one that one, uh, mmm yeh, yeah Everyone after here, Everyone after her, probably your man too Fine as hell but would be ugly Think I want, girl boo, girl boo Tell me who the hell are you In every dime is run this town I gotta check what... proof Honey, winning's what I do Hoe my mercy I'm the truth Paul Pearce up in the booth When I ball I gotta shoot, Shots fired, man down I'm the best hands down Tell them hoes stand down, yeah.