Diamond In The Ruff

Busta Rhymes

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(Intro)
Yea
You know what I’m sayin like
Got a lot of these motherfuckin suck ass niggas
Things will be having fallouts with these niggas over these bitches
Bang gangsta nigga
I don’t give a fuck nigga
Bang gangsta nigga
By the raw I ain’t never stop fucking one of my niggas over a bitch
Might not never
Might not never!
You know what I’m sayin?
Say my story nigga
Listen uh uh

(Verse)
We started out moving nitpicks
Worked our way up to britticks
On the block holding fit of sussalan til the sun show
Beef came, let the guns blow, moving like bros, sharing one soap
Nigga fuck around and met some young hoes
Knew she was a slob, still gave the bitch her sun though
Dirt bomb bitch tryina hall up
Hitting me on Facebook, Reek I’m tryina swallow
Swag, don’t let your homie know, keep it on the low Boo
King to you, like a real nigga and I show you
You went back and told the bitch right after I told you
So she flipped the shit around, now you lookin funny huh
Stop coming round, now you actin all funny
Won’t even pick up the phone for a nigga less as money
Shitting on your man got me feeling like a dummy
Never thought you would play me for some bunny, fuck nigga
You know that real love come before the riches
You know the saying nigga, money over bitches
Even better, bros over hoes
Only sucky ass niggas sell their souls over gold (type of nigga like you)
Can’t put a price on integrity
Flippin over hoes, homie never me
Cuz I’m what you call a real nigga
If you ain’t that we ain’t even tryina deal with ya
(Pussy!)

(Interlude)
Yap
Watch me
Aye
Okay

(Verse)
I think about her every now and then
I think about the time we used to spend
I think about the truths I used to type
I think about the love we used to make
I think about, I think about our first or last day
I think about how we can never be
I think about how we never agreed
Uh uh uh uh love look
While I’m thinking bout her crazy ass
Cuz she a diamond in the ruff and I can’t let it pass
Still in college, still live with her mama
But she don’t let a nigga pay when I say that I got it
When she going through hard times, I put dough in her pocket
She take it and give it to me, then tell me to stop it
She say she got her own dreams and her own goals
And all I need is your support down the long road
I told her that she got that
That’s why she never on the market cuz I locked that