Diggy Simmons - Copy, Paste Lyrics

Diggy Simmons - Copy, Paste Lyrics

Oh, it’s Diggy…
Queens, you with me?
Yeah, let’s get it.. lets get it..
Go!

Uh, hit my million dollar swag
I tell ‘em 10-4 cause they wanna copy that, uh
In the mall lotta shopping bags
Baby girl what you want, your boy got a tab
If ya man say, “Where you at?”
Imma tell em, “I ain’t seen her”
Better hit her on her jag
She’s gone for the evening
I make them lean back, Don Cartegena
Yeah you know what’s up Martin Tommy, Gina
Imma leader like Derek Jeter
They copy my domineer
They’d be jocking I know their watching
They act like I don’t see em

[Chorus]
Yeah I’m a star
Keep me on my job when they be tryna
Copy and paste me, copy and paste me
I’m on and I be in my zone and they be tryna
Copy and paste me, copy and paste me
I’m gone

My shoe game look here I’m rockin ‘em
Moccasins or go Jeremy Scott on em
Loubotin look like they got spots on it
My ratings is up cause everybody’s watching it
I be V.I.P you on line were the rope is
Don’t come any closer, you might step on my cultures
Ladies it’s your jam, leave you jacket on the sofa
Have a little class, put your glass up on the coaster
Get it on the floor shake it shake it like you’re supposed to
If you know you getting over, tell ‘em come -eh over-uh over

[Chorus]
Yeah I’m a star
Keep me on my job and they be tryna
Copy and paste me, copy and paste me
I’m on and I be in my zone when they be tryna
Copy and paste me, copy and paste me
I’m gone

Copy paste, copy copy paste
Everything that I do they tryna do the same (do the same thing)
Copy paste, copy copy paste
Tryna do it how I do it they can’t do it like me (like me)
Copy paste (copy) copy copy paste (copy) copy copy paste (copy) copy copy copy
[Diggy Simmons - Copy, Paste Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

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