Frzy - King Of Diamonds - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Hook 1: Frzy] Now put ya hands in the sky Now put ya hands up high Now put ya hands in the sky Now put ya hands up [Verse 1: Frzy] Welcome to history Some call it a mystery If you gone judge Come to order Delivery They told me to break a leg Heres the injury U remember me Want the fall of the king But the floor not slippery My company just had a break up with misery So When in Rome I'm Cesar with the victory Check the chemistry It's periodic Kinda melodic The fuck I give is erotic Now that's ironic Cause the flow is platonic Ya bars will never touch me Let me explain the logic This the type of track you roll up some chronic Tell them niggas to turn up the sonic I hate being crossed Like I'm demonic Tell them niggas I'm way to sharp to be Panasonic [Hook 2: Frzy] Now put ya hands in the sky Now put ya hands up high Now put ya hands in the sky Now put ya hands up [Verse 2: Frzy] To the victor goes the spoils And to the dead go the soil I'm in hot water so I need you to feel the boil Cause I'm drunk with power cause with the crown come the royal This is king shit It ain't my fault When u make it look easy these niggas get difficult It doesn't matter If ya pockets getting fatter Cause When ya wins are lows u see family matters Pops had a problem with addiction Moms had a problem with affliction Me I'm a walking contradiction Cause I'm guilty of never wanting conviction Allow me to mention I still hung around Despite the crucifixion My prophets create friction Like Samuel and John Pulp Fiction [Hook 3: Frzy] Now put ya hands in the sky Now put ya hands up high Now put ya hands in the sky Now put ya hands up [Verse 3: Frzy] Now I'm on TV Niggas wanna be me Can't ya See See The gospel No BeBe Now I'm in the A with my wifey No NeNe Shinin like a diamond Rhymin No Rih Rih Can't wait for the day that she meet me That native tongue ill give young free a tea pea And if money the modavation Know I got cake so won't u bring the celebration Man I'm the king homie ya'll know me Nigga see me tour Like akillies on Kobe I'm pro me In case u don't know me You would think that my brother Thor The way I stay low key I strip down for this KOD Let u into my thoughts no ESP I'm the king of the PIT And I can show u Big Ben no BBC nigga If diamonds are a girls best friend Then let men be men Until we meet our end Keep shinin [Hook 4: Frzy] Now put ya hands in the sky Now put ya hands up high Now put ya hands in the sky Now put ya hands up
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