I don't need you or your brand new Benz or your bougie friends I don't need love lookin' like diamonds, lookin' like diamonds We start out so cute in our baby pictures That mama shot for our daddy so that he wouldn't forget you He forgot anyway, but hey, one day he'll remember If not, he's human, I'm human, you human, we'll forgive him God gives him his ultimatum, can't see how mama hates him He's such a cool-ass guy, then wonder why she date him I'm not old enough, guess it's complicated Two-parent dwellings and spelling has gotten so underrated I only say this in cadence so it don't get negated I was gon' save it for later, but later look like maybe This crazy lady named Kesha is guessin' my Mercedes Would be all new and frou-frou, but it's a 1980s But now that we are cool-cool, she sippin' Irish Bailey's She say, Stacks, you're true blue, I said, nah, I'm Navy I call her Keisha, she like it because it's hood to her She call me Andre 6000 because I'm good to her I don't need you or your brand-new Benz Or your Gucci friends And I don't need love lookin' like diamonds Lookin' like diamonds I don't need you or your brand-new Benz Or your Gucci friends And I don't need love lookin' like diamonds Lookin' like diamonds You can't imagine the immensity of the folk I'm not giving a butch of money and manservant death I mention you livin' and I don't wanna go places Where all my ladies can't get in Just *** a bottle, some boys, and let's take it back to my basement And get sleazy, sick of all your lines so cheesy Sorry, daddy, but I'm not that easy I'm not gonna sit here while you circle-jerk it and work it I'ma take it back to where my man and my girls is Get sleazy, get sleazy Get sleazy, get sleazy Cause I'ma get sleazy, get sleazy Get sleazy, get sleazy Cause I'ma get I don't need you or your brand-new Benz Or your Gucci friends I don't need love lookin' like diamonds Lookin' like diamonds I don't need you or your brand-new Benz Or your Gucci friends I don't need love lookin' like diamonds Lookin' like diamonds Rat-tat-tat-tat on your ***b-***b drum The beat's so phat, gonna make me cum Um, um, um, um, um To your place Rat-tat-tat-tat on your ***b-***b drum The beat's so phat, gonna make me cum Um, um, um, um, um To your place I don't mean to critique on your seduction technique But, but, but your money's not impressing me It's kinda weird That, that, that you really think you're gonna get my rocks off Get my top and socks off By showing me the dollars in your drop box Me and all my friends, we don't buy bottles, we bring em We take the drinks from the tables when you get up and leave em And I don't care if you stare and you call us scummy Cause we ain't after your affection And sure as hell not your money, honey I don't need you or your brand-new Benz Or your Gucci friends I don't need love lookin' like diamonds Lookin' like diamonds I don't need you or your brand-new Benz Or your Gucci friends I don't need love lookin' like diamonds Lookin' like diamonds Rat-tat-tat-tat on your ***-***-drum The beat's so phat, gonna make me cum Um, um, um, um, um To your place Rat-tat-tat-tat on your ***-***-drum The beat's so phat, gonna make me cum Um, um, um, um, um To your place Rat-tat-tat-tat on your ***-***-drum