Gorgeous Children - Daiyamondo lyrics

Illegally cross borders with softcore p**nstars Ain't none of them sane You know what I'm sayin I ordered the brains Aye I got em throat singing my name I'm Johnny McClane, yippy kay aye huh Sorry for the sh** that I say ma I think I been speaking with Satan Orange crush color fronts, power brunchin with a s*ut Them bottles of uhhhh got her body like uhhhhh But thats what she wants, that's what she wants Trunk in the front with the plum color guts Peach shaped bu*t in some Yves Saint Laurent I stunt with disgusting results Pull up in a hearse, interior dessert Whole summer rocking furs while I send them to the earth Everything gorgeous Pull up in a fortress Couple hundred horses What you wanna call this? b**h, I'm flawless b**h I'm ballish as f**, olive skin hotties We got em in quantity, wallet, brolic, what I got a prophecy they gon be slobbing me Bang em, banging out the trunk Suzy be easy, I don't love em it's nothing I know that you need me, I'll be there in a minute Terrace, villa, terrace, villa Now I'm back to the city Back to that kitties that missed me Don't turn your back cause they filthy These magazines racks that I'm filling Press a bu*ton, unsummon the ceiling No cuffin just love when I'm in it Next day invitation rescinded And I'm fresh like Maan, damn she want it bad Flying to japan, buying diamonds by the gram Everything gorgeous Pull up in a fortress Couple hundred horses What you wanna call this? b**h, I'm flawless