Mickey Diamond & Oh Jay – Super Bowl Rings Lyrics
Artist: Mickey Diamond & Oh Jay
Song: Super Bowl Rings
Both hands clusty
–y low down
Blew off the burner, kinda dusty (Diamonds)
Blew–, blew of the burner, kinda dusty
Top of the mornin’
We blow your budgets on Super Bowl rings, Poland Springs
Golden 〈.?.〉 cream, and beams, and double Stack magazines
For my whole team
We want that old thing Supreme
Verbulant schemes to get payed and break away clean
Japanese jeans (Yeah), probably reppin’ these for a week straight (Aha)
For Pete sakes, which one of you cheap skates order cheap steak?
Make me choke his neck with your chain until the links break (Ooh)
I’m in the navy blue mink with the stink face, no
Don’t insult me with your brown liquors
Now we only drink Ace Of Spades and drive cars with temp’ plates (Ah!)
Ba–, ballin’ at a Shawn Kemp pace, I’m at a shrimp place
Pushin’ P, who got more holes? Lets have a pimp race (Diamonds)
Murder was the case, enough shots to get you shift faced
To get to this cake
You gotta risk-take, no mistakes allowed
Big collab, blaow, take a round
Sudden death style, no Tom Felleghy
That n#gg# thank me now
Wild boy like Bam Margera and Ryan Dunn (Boom!)
Bitcoin is cool, but I rather go buy a gun
The iron lung, tryna capture the sun with my bare hands (What?)
Ballin’ like Jason Terry with the headband (Aha)
Bo–, bo–, bo–, both hands clusty
–Y low down, blew off the burner, kinda dusty
Pass me my drink
Blew off the burner kinda dusty
Blew off the burner
Both hands clusty, chillin’ with my man Rusty
Low down, blew off, blew, blew, blew off the burner (Big Umbrella sh#t)
Blew (Check)
Blew off the burner kinda, kinda (What?)
Ayo, close quarter tactics, I suggest y’all practice on your aim, n#gg#
I can shoot the needle off a cactus (Brr)
Leave a rapper bored up in the fetal, when I clap it
We on rapid-fire
The Wii got red heads like Reba McEntire (Diamonds)
Leave the package in the back, Wasiah
“My slack cooking crack in the air fryer” Said his plug
Get of the farm like Wilshire (Hahaha)
Yo, we don’t listen to that n#gg#, he a liar
Wire transfers, privat dancers, private calls, I never answer
〈.?.〉 necromancer
Gladitor, school chancellor
Class in session, your lessons learned
Knockledge is power, 〈.?.〉 the less you earned (What?)
The Smiff & Weson get your chest a burn
Desert Eagles (Boom!), you paralegals tryna rep the firm, the best you heard
Don’t be skirted, that’s word to me
Third degree burns, I’m smokin’ tree ferns with Howard Stern, blow the spot
Both hands clusty
–y low down, blew off the burner, kinda dusty
Blew off the burner, kinda dusty
Blew off the burner (Oh Jay!)
Both hands clusty, chillin’ with my man Rusty
Low down, blew off, blew, blew, blew off the, blew, blew off the burner, burner, bur–, burner ki–, ki–, ki–, kinda dusty
Both hands clusty, chillin’ with my man Rusty
Low down, blew off (No more, we out)
B–, b–, blew off the, blew, blew, blew off the bur–, burner, ki–, ki–, kinda, kin–, kinda dusty (Aha)
Both hands clusty, chillin’ with my man Rusty
Lown down, blew off, burner, blew off the bur–, bur–, bur–, bur–, bur–, burner, ki–, ki-nda dusty (Diamond Dallas, n#gg#)
Co–, come and have a good time with G-O-D (It’s The Umbrella, b#tch)
Hahaha
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Release Year: 2023