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Indigo

de Baby Tate

All my diamonds
All my diamonds, all my diamonds
Yeah
Yeah
Bitch I'm in the yo
Bitch I'm in the booth
Bitch I'm at home
Bitch I'm in my room
I don't need no help
I do this myself
All this shit come natural
You bought yours off the shelf

I got no respect for these niggas
'Cuz they frauds
I took all my bands
And put em in my garage
Please go wash yo hands
You been touching nasty broads
And tell these hoes I'm popping hoes
If they poppin off

I might set it off
Don't think it's soft around this way
You talking to a boss
You better talk the proper way
Give me the light
And the blunt
I need it pronto, right away
Please get up off of me
And please do not talk to me
If you don't have nothing to say

All my diamonds blue like Indigo
I'm riding around with some pretty hoes
They wanna shine in my video
Turn off the lights & they shining
All my diamonds, all my diamonds
All my diamonds, all my diamonds
All my diamonds, all my diamonds
All my diamonds, all my diamonds

All my diamonds blue like Indigo
I'm riding around with some pretty hoes
They wanna shine in my video
Turn off the lights & they shining
All my diamonds, all my diamonds
All my diamonds, all my diamonds
All my diamonds, all my diamonds
All my diamonds, all my diamonds

Uh, uh
Don't ever talk to me crazy
Please do not talk to me crazy
Please do not talk to me crazy
Bitch you talking to Yung Baby
Hoe you talking to Lil Tater
The same one that came from Decatur

Zone 6 & you know that we greater
I don't give no fucks bout no hater
I'm just tryna get to this paper
You know I'm a straight paper chaser
I'm cooking I might be the cater
And if that's yo hoe imma take her

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