Young Dolph – Blue Diamonds Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Blue Diamonds – Young Dolph

Know I’m a forever pop it
How I wanna pop it
However I want
Whenever I want, yeah

A quarter mil on my neck
Hotboxing in a Lamborghini truck, yeah
Bussdown that Richie Mil
Put blue diamonds in it
I don’t give a f**k, yeah
Two hunnit bags in one neighborhood
And four halves, thats us, yeah
I had a check before I had a check
Before they even knew who I was, yeah

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She my b**ch so she got a lot of bags
And drive a G63
Smoked a blunt made a mistake
Went on a a 80K shopping spree
Fur coats in the winter time
You know its drop tops in the spring

Bad b**ch, pretty girl
Whatever you wanna call her
But she with the s**ts
Lunch for knew her rich n**gas
Dope boys her type, yeah she love this
Talk s**t, swallow spit
She grab the dick then do a magic trick
Everybody, any daddy want the b**ch
But everybody ain’t had the b**ch

Street n**ga, trapper
Whatever you wanna call the boy
But he be the real one though
He came from the bottom
Up under the bottom
But nowadays the boy living though
Rolls Royces, on top of Rolls Royces
Bad b**ches screenshotting my Porsche’s
Ain’t that many real n**gas left, its a shortage

Uh, rich n**ga hot box, sitting in a Lambo
Organized crime boss like I’m Soprano
Bussdown eight figures with my famo
Pulled up on her in a camo
Goyard bag filled up to the top
That p**sy so good I woke up the next morning
And bought her a watch, uh

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A quarter mil on my neck
Hotboxing in a Lamborghini truck, yeah
Bussdown that Richie Mil
Put blue diamonds in it
I don’t give a f**k, yeah
Two hunnit bags in one neighborhood
And four halves, thats us, yeah
I had a check before I had a check
Before they even knew who I was, yeah

She my b**ch so she got a lot of bags
And drive a G63
Smoked a blunt made a mistake
Went on a a 80K shopping spree
Fur coats in the winter time
You know its drop tops in the spring

Dolph why you go and spend 250
On the blue Richard Mil
You f**king up the value of the watch kid
Whatchu doing, for real
Stay out my business playa
I don’t ever plan on selling it, for real
Boy that little s**t ain’t nothing
F**k it jus go buy another one

Run a Chevelle with a motor out of V
She ain’t got no panties on under that dress
F**k the s**t out of her till I broke out a sweat
Flipped her over five times, she soaking wet
B**ch you told me that you got a request
Thumb in her booty, and hand around her neck
She f**king a rich n**ga, yeah she like to flex
Hands down lil baby, yeah she the best

Yeah this that new Louis V
Buy AP,s by twos, and threes
I bet my life off of P’s
Stupid ass lil b**ch
You know I can’t f**k with you b**ch please
Stupid ass lil boy
You can’t compare yourself to me
N**ga please

A quarter mil on my neck
Hotboxing in a Lamborghini truck, yeah
Bussdown that Richie Mil
Put blue diamonds in it
I don’t giνe a f**k, yeah
Two hunnit bags in one neighborhood
And four halves, thats us, yeah
I had a check before I had a check
Before they even knew who I was, yeah

She my b**ch so she got a lot of bags
And drive a G63
Smoked a blunt made a mistake
Went on a a 80K shopping spree
Fur coats in the winter time
You know its drop tops in the spring…

➤ Written by Young Dolph
Young Dolph | 2020

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