"Diamond Dallas" lyrics

Boldy James & The Alchemist Lyrics

"Diamond Dallas"
(feat. Stove God Cooks)

[Stove God Cooks:]
Ayy, this is all about a girl?
Uh, huh

Diamond on the stove
Thirty-six Os
I took the pot and went gold
Thirty-six Os
I took the pot and went gold
Diamond on the stove
I took the pot and went gold
Niggas broke the code
Bum niggas tryna own my soul
Diamond on the stove
I took the pot and went gold (Ah)
Diamond on the stove

[Boldy James:]
Brickies flakin' like some dandruff (Ayy)
See more keys than some handcuffs
Turn one to two, that's an and-one (Skrrt)
Had to fix a fifty, fuck a Sandra (GT)
Hand in hand, handin' out them samples
Late night show, Jay Leno (Ayy)
Base rental, Nissan Stanza
Servin' hard, arm out the window
Turn my sitcho into a bonanza
Found a line down in Texarkana
Now we bossin' like I'm Tony Danza
Smokin' weed, starin' at the cameras
Drank thicker than some Islander (Pour up)
Takin' heads like a Highlander
Weighin' up all that pipe cancer
Kill him, he don't got the right answers
Move villain down in Manchester
In the fire with them salamanders
Slapboxin' off an Anchester
Stepped on it in some Alexanders (Give it to 'em)
Make it rain, dear, like I'm Prancer
Wrist a chandelier, diamonds dancin'
Brick of girlie like a private dancer
Met the plug at Jay Alexander's (Where we at?)
Swipin' Js, never been a scammer (Nope)
All my licks resemble Adam Sandler (Pops)
Ninety day run, Barry Sanders
One way ticket with a transfer (Decoy)
Twelve stakin' out in a camper
Still can smell the fumes from the camphor
Twelve racks, pullin' off in Lanfear
Hellcat lookin' like a panther

[Stove God Cooks:]
Diamond on the stove
Thirty-six Os
I took the pot and went gold
Thirty-six Os
I took the pot and went gold
Diamond on the stove
I took the pot and went gold
Niggas broke the code
Bum niggas tryna own my soul
Diamond on the stove
I took the pot and went gold
Diamond on the stove

[Outro:]
And he did it
There's the hand being raised
The referee's gettin' old
First one hand, then the other
And it landed


Writer(s): Alan Maman, James Clay Jones, Aaron M Scott
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