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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slim Thug
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stayve Thomas
Composer
Bernard James Freeman
Composer
Leroy Williams
Composer
Chad Butler
Composer
George Clinton
Composer
Gary Cooper
Composer
William Collins
Composer
Garry Marshall Shider
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mr. Lee
Producer
Jaycen Fowler
Recording Engineer
Bob Brown
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
I got the diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
I got the diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
That's right, diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
[Verse 2]
Now who other than Slim Thugger, still tipping on fo's
Wrapped up in gator bows, closing them candy doors
Drank pour, music slow, how I roll when I'm flossing
Trunk cracked in the back, I'm in my 'Lac big bossing
I got the diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
I'm tryna chill 'cause pussy **** ain't real
Make me drop 'em with the hands or pop 'em with the steel
I'm the dirty south boss, them other suckers is clones
Misrepresenting Texas with them weak ass songs
Screens showing, truck glowing while I flip through the hood
Big diamonds shining, blinding while I'm gripping my wood
[Verse 3]
I got the diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
I got the diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
Man, diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
That's right, diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
[Verse 4]
I got the diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
Butter top dropping on the candy Coupe de Ville
Cup full of drank, man we poppin' pint seals
The Caddy trunk banging while I drop the fifth wheel
Riding so low I got my hand up on the steel
Them jackers tryna plot, I bet the Glock will make 'em chill
I'm straight up outta Texas, yeah, the land of the trill
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
Had to bring back the fo's, made 'em put away the choppers
Got the candy blue shining while I'm swinging on the boppers
Keep straight through stop signs, fuck if the law stop us
Screaming free Pimp C to the mother fucking coppers
[Verse 5]
I got the diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
I got the diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
That's right, diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
I got the diamonds pressing up against the wood grain wheel
When you see a pimp shining, bitch, tell me how you feel
Written by: Bernard James Freeman, Chad Butler, Garry Marshall Shider, Gary Cooper, George Clinton, Leroy Williams, Stayve Thomas, William Collins