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Paul Wall - Текст песни Diamonds Exposed
(Feat. Chamillionaire & Lil Keke)
[Paul Wall talking] 
I'm comin down 
I'm bangin screw 
Lookin good 
Feelin good 
[Chorus] 
You know i'ma crawl slow/ 
Popped up sittin on my swangas & 4's/ 
Jockin all hatas with my gucci shades on/ 
I'ma stay playa, you know playas get chose/ 
So when I come through I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
[Verse 1.Paul Wall] 
Well it's that grain gripper that hold the throne, i'm straight up outta dat third coast/ 
I split cigars, and pour the bars so pop tha seal let's take a toast/ 
I stunt the most, i'm still holdin, my paint wet, and the streets soakin/ 
I'm runnin diamonds like James Loney with the top down & windows open/ 
Posted up just like Durant on South Lee with big mix/ 
My partner Black got 2 chicks thats turning tricks & work for tips/ 
Stayin' licks since I was six with ice grill and diamond lips/ 
So boy im about to pull out my wrist, now watch your step, my paint drips/ 
I'm dueced up in Seirra Mist, my bass loud, and i'm crawlin' slow/ 
I'm draped up, yea that's fasho them karot stones they make me glow/ 
I'm slamin do's, and i'm sitting low and I been in the game since '94/ 
I'm gettin dough, my pockets fat, in all black, just like the crow/ 
Where tha hoe's? where that drank? where tha money? I need that bank/ 
Come up off a that cash my dogg, i'm bout that bread, you think I ain't?/ 
I'm a country boy from South Texas better known as the land of the trill/ 
I'm tippin 4's, and i'm flippin' hoe's and i'm comin down wit woman and grills/ 
[Chorus] 
You know i'ma crawl slow/ 
Popped up sittin on my swangas & 4's/ 
Jockin all hatas with my gucci shades on/ 
I'ma stay playa, you know playas get chose/ 
So when I come through I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
[Verse 2.Chamillionaire] 
Chamillitary Mayne! 
Takin pics with this model chick and she lookin thick, said she from Atlanta/ 
Tellin' me that she love my talk, and she live in texas and love the grammer/ 
Tellin me she bangin' screw and she need a pic of my on the camera/ 
Whole crew say that broad bad so I looked at them and said "Go on and have her"/ Paul Wall - Diamonds Exposed - http://ru.motolyrics.com/paul-wall/diamonds-exposed-lyrics.html
Uh, Playa don't have to talk, look at my chain and ask the cost/ 
Diamonds on my neck yea that's a house, soon as i'm done might pass her off/ 
Red over seal; yea that's the south, blue over seal; yea that's the north/ 
AC blow yea that's my frost, all of that smoke yea that's exhaust/ 
In my I-M-P-A-L-A Impala, I am a P-L-AY-A and balla/ 
I drop her off and say call you tomorrow, she callin me back askin me how come I aint call her/ 
Cuz i'm chasin my paper still and you know how jealous my paper get/ 
You know i'm attached to my paper, tryin' to hold it down like a paper clip/ 
Pimp C had told me if you see the chick then go take the chick/ 
And if you a playa you'll get chose and these other boys can go pay for it/ 
[Chorus] 
You know i'ma crawl slow/ 
Popped up sittin on my swangas & 4's/ 
Jockin all hatas with my gucci shades on/ 
I'ma stay playa, you know playas get chose/ 
So when I come through I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
[Verse 3.Lil Keke] 
Dirty south stand up 
H-Town's finest 
Don Ke 
Ey, I ride big and I shine bright, i'm lookin good and my swag right/ 
My paint wet and my slab tight, my chain gold and my diamonds white/ 
I'm Don Ke and this H-Town, them playas chose and them haters mad/ 
I'm screwed up and i'm underground, i'm still trill like, Bun & Chad/ 
Gucci shades with them new lens, crawlin slow in my blue Benz/ 
Comin through with this bad broad, me, her, and her two friends/ 
Haters lookin, I still ball, 26's; they real tall/ 
My grill did, my rocks big, my screens on, my top fall/ 
Popped up with them 4's on, 21 but she still grown/ 
I let her ride and get inside, cuz "I'm A G" was her ringtone/ 
Hit the stage with my diamonds out, they don't know what my shine bout/ 
Dirty south my grind spot, boys hatin' but Im still hot/ 
So clean in this dirty game, still a legend with plenty fame/ 
My ice nice like Paul and Cham, pay attention it color change/ 
TF Records & Swisha House, Chamillitary & SUC/ 
Ask the streets i'm still the best, this whole state it belong to Ke/ 
[Chorus] 
You know i'ma crawl slow/ 
Popped up sittin on my swangas & vogues/ 
Jockin all hatas with my gucci shades on/ 
I'ma stay playa, you know playas get chose/ 
So when I come through I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/ 
I'm comin down, crawlin slow/ 
I got my diamonds exposed/











