Rick Ross Ft. Wale & Drake – Diced Pineapples

Letra de Diced Pineapples de Rick Ross, Wale y Drake

Diced pineapple, tonight you shall reach a height that the sky won't catch you
The highest form of my admiration
And I ain't no connoisseur but I'm kinda sure you will admire my taste
But before the sun graze ya
I'm tryin to see how deep you are
And believe me shorty I ain't talking about no intimate conversation
I wanna see if I can make you reach things unobtainable
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When I peek into your nature
And I promise you my goals well exceed any physical pleasure
I wanna, give you what’s better than better
The better my effort, the wetter her treasure
The more these mere moments seem like heavens or temporary forever’s
Shorty get it together
Diced pineapple
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May your love come down so my mind might have you
You designed my imagination
Let me redesign foreplay so you need five and
Tell me shorty you got it baby
If it’s not it baby, hope its progress baby
Let it all drip baby
If you stop that shaking, no more talking baby, no more talking baby
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Shorty so fine, Pus*y so fresh
Diced pineapples that my baby tastes the best
I nearly lost my mind, guess it was a test
Swept her off her feet and nearly bought her a*s a lex
Paid it off cash so I never wrote a check
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Leave my cars at her crib I'm just stuntin' on her ex
Pus*y's excellent and I know it sound a mess
I love to make her toes curl as I'm lickin' on her flesh uhh
Sex all night couple shots of ciroc
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Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so bad got me wishing I could sign her
Uniform Isabel Marant when you on the team
Double MG them other nig*as fell off, baby girl I just wanna see you well off
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Call me crazy shit at least you call me
Feels better when you let it out don't it girl
Know its easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say its cuz you mad then you take it all back
Then we fuk all night til things get right
Then we fu*k all night til things get right
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Shorty so fine, Pus*y so fresh
Diced pineapples I just bought my girl a set
I know my lifestyle wild I just do it for the set
She know how to make me smile and she do it with the sex
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Pop bottles, make love, thug pa*sion, red bottoms, Moncler, high fashion
Belt buckles, door handles, gold plated. Bal main rich denim, out Vegas
French Riviera baby girl let’s take a trip
Im'a trip go to Cannes France to catch a flick
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Baby listen, this position is a blessing and with your permission hopefully you'll learn a lesson
I'm so fly that I shouldn't even walk. She so fine she ain't even gotta talk
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star
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Call me crazy sh*t at least you call me
Feels better when you let it out don't it girl
Know its easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say its cuz you mad then you take it all back
Then we fu*k all night til things get right
Then we fu*k all night til things get right.
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Redactada por: Kelly