Diamonds Songtext
von Don Toliver

You know pressure make diamonds (woah)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect timin′ (uh-huh)
Dreams of havin' bitches ménagin′ (uh-huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (skrrt)
You know pressure make diamonds (uh-huh)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect timin' (yeah)
Dreams of havin' bitches ménagin′ (uh-huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (skrrt)

Yeah, it′s what I'm made for
And what you suckers gettin′ paid for?
Dropped in that coupe, hit the old school Chevy
Thirty-five hundred on your head, come test me
Bend around the corner just to fuck with my ese
Call me Donny Burn when I'm down into L.A.
Runnin′ up the motherfuckin' money like a relay
First things first, get the pack then I concentrate


You know pressure make diamonds (woah)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect timin′ (uh-huh)
Dreams of havin' bitches ménagin' (uh-huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (skrrt)
You know pressure make diamonds (uh-huh)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect timin′ (yeah)
Dreams of havin′ bitches ménagin' (uh-huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (skrrt)

Drop off Sarah to go pick up Lisa (ha-ha)
She a bad bitch, she always had a visa (heh)
Oh, Michelle, a sexy señorita (woo)
Girl, I know Simone got ass for no reason (yeah)
I did it all in 34 seasons (nah)
Baby, I′m sorry, I can't leave ya (for real)
I can′t give you everything 'til I′m gone (uh-huh)
Five, six bitches all naked in my home, dawg

You know pressure make diamonds (woah)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect timin' (uh-huh)
Dreams of havin' bitches ménagin′ (uh-huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (skrrt)
You know pressure make diamonds (uh-huh)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect timin′ (yeah)
Dreams of havin' bitches ménagin′ (uh-huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (skrrt)