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THE COSTËS letra


Diamonds on me, mink coat, you rock faux fur
All you wanna do is live like us, you ain't got no chauffeur (yeah, yeah)
I just pulled up out to Paris, costes what it cost her (yeah, her)
Yeah, shut your mouth, shh (woo), what the cops heard?
White tee, plain jane, diamonds on my neck, sure
Sit down, shut the fuck up when you talk, this my lecture (yeah)
If my neck could talk to me, all he would say is: Brr (woo)
I just hit the chip, we in London
On the— on the soldier like it's somethin' (on the)
Yeah, give me somethin' to do (clutchin')
Yeah, make me change my mood (clutchin')
You know it's 10s when we comin' through (yeah)
At the peak, at the top, ugh, diamonds, not my watch, huh
Hundred mil' in this Rolls-Royce, yeah, oh my God
Crushed perc', perc' in (yeah), freezin'
Fuck that, free spin (woo), yeah, money in
Fuck that, free win (woo), yeah, bring it in

I need five percent, I do opposite, ha
I'm at five percent, I'm on track to sin
Big boy tonka, yeah, bring that tractor in
Yeah, five 10s, yeah, I need more of them
I don't even want no more, I need five percent, uh
I need five percent, uh, I need five percent
That bitch ap all clean (woo), only time could tell
Tell me what you need, I do the opposite, ayy (woah, woah)
I see dead people, I see dead— ha

Diamonds on me, mink coat, you rock faux fur
All you wanna do is live like us, you ain't got no chauffeur (yeah, yeah)
I just pulled up out to Paris, costes what it cost her (yeah, her)
Yeah, shut your mouth, shh (woo), what the cops heard?
White tee, plain jane, diamonds on my neck, sure
Sit down, shut the fuck up when you talk, this my lecture (yeah)
If my neck could talk to me, all he would say is: Brr (woo)
I just hit the chip, we in London
On the— on the soldier like it's somethin' (on the)
Yeah, give me somethin' to do (clutchin')
Yeah, make me change my mood (clutchin')
You know it's 10s when we comin' through (yeah)
At the peak, at the top, ugh, diamonds, not my watch, huh
Hundred mil' in this Rolls-Royce, yeah, oh my God
Crushed perc', perc' in (yeah), freezin'
Fuck that, free spin (woo), yeah, money in
Fuck that, free win (woo), yeah, bring it in

Woo, woo

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