Lyrics Comethazine – Just Saying
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If you ain’t got no diamonds on yo’ neck, then how you drippin’?
If you ain’t got no diamonds on yo’ neck, then how you drippin’, then?
And if you ain’t pourin’ up and sippin’ tech, then what you sippin’ on?
If you ain’t got a choppa or a Tec, then what you grippin’ on?
If you not really ’bout to throw it back, then why you strippin’, then?
If you ain’t pull up in this white Hellcat, then what you dippin’ in?
And if you’re not gon’ contribute to my money, mind your business, man
And if he knows where and when and what I did, I kill the witness, then
I slide down big ladder, lit him like a cig, then I finished him
Pull out, shoot a nut to her wig, then dismissed the ho
Had to locate, find out where he live, then get rid of him
Shoot her in her face with my kids, show her to the door
Bitch, I live by the gun, ducking pigs, I can never go
Semi-semi automatic, long dick, chop her to the floor
Shawtie dang, diamonds hit right by my lip, this a twenty piece
Vintage Givenchy, a large prick on my sweater sleeve
If you ain’t got no diamonds on yo’ neck, then how you drippin’, then?
And if you ain’t pourin’ up and sippin’ tech, then what you sippin’ on?
If you ain’t got a choppa or a Tec, then what you grippin’ on?
If you ain’t smokin’ grandma cookie thrax, then what you trippin’ on?
If you not really ’bout to throw it back, then why you strippin’, then?
If you ain’t pull up in this white Hellcat, then what you dippin’ in?
And if you’re not gon’ contribute to my money, mind your business, man
And if he knows where and when and what I did, I kill the witness, then (I kill the witness then)
Vintage Givenchy, a large prick on my sweater sleeve
Vintage Givenchy, a large prick on my sweater sleeve
Vintage Givenchy, a large prick on my sweater sleeve
