15 Minutes Past The Diamond Lyrics - Back To The Traphouse - Gucci Mane

[Intro:] 

Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane geah 

Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane uhh 

Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane [x2] 

So Icy E-N-T [x3] 

It's the kid [x2] 

It's the kid again [echoes] 

[Chorus: x2] 

Shawty asked me what time it is? 

I said it's fifteen minutes past the diamonds bitch 

In Laflare, in the cockpit, Gucci the prophet 

Bel Air shoppin, West coast hoppin 

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[Gucci Mane:] 

Gucci~! Niggaz get popped still not get Cochran 

Now ask Josh Avanta [?] or Egalin [?] 

Lawyers, doctors, and policemen 

Jewelers, Buellers, and co-pilots 

My hood life [?] burn the verse like lightning 

My flow so frightening, it not nothin nice man 

See I shoot bul-let's and you shoot dice man 

It's my life man, so I'm a stay [?] 

See I'm no red man, and I'm no white man 

I don't pay a car check, my Aston Martin 

My chain be shinin, my grill be sparklin 

It's Gucci darlin, now whassup shawty? 

[Chorus] 

[Gucci Mane:] 

Shawty so sexy but she be flexin 

Oh he ride Lexus, ooh I fly frequent 

Oh he pop bottles, then I'm not drinkin 

Oh that smell stinkin, is what I'm just thinkin 

This whole outside why didn't you make it? 

Oh boy you left it, so bitch I bet ya 

In and out the Range with a four dollar outfit 

Talkin 'bout your man tell him why you a trick bitch 

On to the next one, shawty the best one 

From Houston, Texas, damn she vibrant 

Crushin, blushin, I got her smilin 

The sunburnt eyelids, but I'm not whylin 

I'm admirin, she perspirin 

The way she dancin, has got me risin 

Let's go kick it, let's go shoppin 

Tear the mall up girl I'm not poppin 

[Chorus] 

[Gucci Mane:] 

It's Gucci baby, it's "groovy baby" 

The Maybach mango, the inside gravy 

My wrist game crazy, connect beez hazy 

My 180, the track Fugazi 

The black still shady, I know they hate me 

The white won't date me, but you won't let up 

But you know better, cause you gon' save her 

I know you paid her, did her favors 

But that's not player, and that's not gangster 

My fingers got a pimp [?] cause I'm no banker 

See I'm her thinker, battleship sank her 

So Icy Entertainment we cuttin off fangers 

[Chorus]