Diamonds (DEMO), by Body Cheetah

Diamonds (DEMO)

by Body Cheetah

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It's getting hot outside
My lips are numb
Rocking in the house
Tooth and shotgun

Your black hair looks for frizzy
Your eyes are red
I asked you to marry me
A diamond instead

If I had the money I would buy you those clothes
But I spent it all on weed
Lord you gotta help me anyway that you can
My thoughts are buried in greed

A gold necklace with the diamond in the middle

Hey put your guns away, we're having fun!
Our minds are filled with drugs
It's not your problem
I think we should go inside avoid the sun
Dollar bills we roll
Bloody nose run
I haven't slept in days and thats cool with me
I keep my hustle up the more money I see
I want black cars murdered out
Some sugar from leaves
Bitch about my fame one more time and I'll leave

A gold necklace with the diamond in the middle