Te Weez - Damp

All of these diamonds, I shine like a lamp
I had to bury the money, I took that shit out a month later and it was still damp
I get them birdies for 24, want ‘em? then let me know, lettin’ ‘em go for Durant
You get a 10 or better, you my man, you’ll get that Marshall Faulk, just like a Ram
(Whoa, whoa)
All of these diamonds, I shine like a lamp
I had to bury the money, I took that shit out a month later and it was still damp
I get them birdies for 24, want ‘em? then let me know, lettin’ ‘em go for Durant
You get a 10 or better, you my man, you’ll get that Marshall Faulk, just like a Ram
Back in the day was taking busses tryna get it bustin’ on Peter Pan
Jumped off the porch and had to get a torch, ‘cause a nigga young and trappin’ grams
Niggas be bluffin’, ain’t really nothin’, they see ya, try to shake ya hand
Dick ridin’ like a fan, lot of choppas Pakistan
Sprayin’ the tooly, we gon’ shoot a movie, these clips longer than a van (whoo)
I do that Louis, never do the True’y, Amiri stitched in my pants (whoo)
I did the Gucci, now I’m goin’ Pucci, got bitches thinking bout romance (naw)
And my pockets got them bands, (bands) you can see it when I stand (stand)
Turned the boy into the man, (yea) all I’m tryna do is win (yea)
I bought the coupe it came wit’ no roof, then I bought the Benz in sedan
(Skurt, yea, aye)
(Whoo, whoo) I took the rock and I ran (I ran, yea)
(Whoo, whoo, whoo) I got the blocks for the fam (the fam, aye)
(Whoa, whoa, yea) I got a lot for the fam Cookin’ in pots for the fam, sprayin’ the Glock for the fam
(Whoo, yea, yea) bro gettin’ out of the can
I’ll get it poppin’ again, you know I got thots on command (aye, whoa, whoo)
All of these diamonds, I shine like a lamp
I had to bury the money, I took that shit out a month later and it was still damp
I get them birdies for 24, want ‘em? then let me know, lettin’ ‘em go for Durant
You get a 10 or better, you my man, you’ll get that Marshall Faulk, just like a Ram
(whoa, whoa)
All of these diamonds, I shine like a lamp
I had to bury the money, I took that shit out a month later and it was still damp
I get them birdies for 24, want ‘em? then let me know, lettin’ ‘em go for Durant
You get a 10 or better, you my man, you’ll get that Marshall Faulk, just like a Ram

Written by:
Tee Weez, Tigh Williams

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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