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Мова пісні: Англійська
They Be Choosin |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| No ID, who the hell is that? |
| Them chicks pointing that it’s me |
| Me, who? Just Rich, fresh up in a Ralph Lauren hat |
| ATL, South Cakk, holler back, we on the map |
| This for the fly boys, D-boys hit the club, then hit the trap |
| I’m rocking Polo, you’re rocking GAP |
| I’m smoking kush, your smoking bap |
| You’re a lame lamb |
| You look shocked, I’m throwing stacks like I don’t give a Jean Claude Van Damme |
| Why? 'Cause bro, I’m paid in full like Rico |
| Oops, I meant Alpo, my chain and my ring |
| Yeah, it got the Mec glow |
| Lights off, i’m shining like the po-po |
| Them chicks on my jock, they love my orange swag |
| Cowabunga on you hoes |
| I’m so rad, I’m so rad |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| You can catch me in the club drinking bubbly |
| Two-stepping with Lauren London |
| Or too deep in VIP |
| Flocka and Alicia Keys (popping bottles, smoking kush) |
| Or hanging on the block with G’s |
| Re-rocking Rico keys |
| And '09 is our year, wrapped the So Icey van |
| Hold up, homie, show me homie |
| Please stop all that fussing, homie |
| Rob me, homie, sorry, homie |
| Not Waka Flocka, homie |
| Sucking titties like a baby |
| Waka Flocka, you so crazy |
| Know my motto: «fuck you, pay me» |
| Four Deacon rings on like it’s the eighties |
| One night, that bitch love the excitement |
| .45 with me, that’s my hype man |
| I’m poured up, screwed up, that’s my right hand |
| Rolled another bean, shawty, can’t stop biting |
| My necpiece raining, it’s like lightening |
| call that shit frightening |
| Waka Flocka Flame, say I’m high like the Jetson |
| Roll another pill, I’m not flexing |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| These girls, they be choosing |
| Diamonds be so sparkly, they think my chain was moving |
| G-E, J-C-E, campaign, whoa man |
| Goons gooning out, going Conan |
| 803, this S-C, J-C-E, 15 South, what I’m 'bout |
| Shut your mouth, shut it up or we gon' shut it down |
| I’m the one, I’ma show them how it’s done |
| Got ice like a blizzard, lick that pussy like a lizard |
| She «ooh-ing» and she choosing |
| Look, I don’t want that hoe |
| I want a dime piece looking like a Ashanti |
| Diamond look like when the coast is clear |
| Shine like car headlights, y’all looking like a deer |
| My flow stupid, say I’m dumbing out, keep it Benji |
| We so rad, aura up |
| Aura up in the club, feeling like a spaceship |
| On the moon, on some spaceship, call me Mr. Spacely Sprockets |
| 'Bout to blast off like a rocket |
| Automatic, we so galatic |