Rich Homie Quan - Dubai | Текст песни

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• Rich Homie Quan
• Dubai

Prod. By Goose)

(Hook)
All my diamonds look like water ya would think I'm from Dubai
But all these guns I keep all on me you'd think I'm from the Chi
It's a bird no it's a plane, no those are bullets in the sky
I got money on yo head, so boy ya betta be disguised
I got money on yo head, I got money on yo head
I got money on yo head, like a fuckin' Jesus piece
I got money on yo head, I got money on yo head
I got money on yo head, like a fucking Jesus piece

(Verse)
Money on yo head if I want ya dead
Them choppers bang like drums, no marching band
I got a hundred arms, a thousand hands
Everybody ride for Quan, fuck ya sayin'
I don't want yo molly, cuz I can't trust yo man
I can get ya knocked off like a Russian can
I think he wired, I might bust his ass
Slice his throat, throw him in a river, hell
Fuck his ass! Shorty my companion, shorty she a rider
She say she got secrets, I promise to tell nobody
All my bitches are two nickles, dimes
Ya get it? All my rocks look like icicles, diamonds
Ya get it?

(Hook)


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