In a world where opulence is the ultimate symbol of success, this track serves as an anthem for those who live by the mantra 'work hard, play harder.' The artists depict a lifestyle filled with luxury, from exotic cars to designer clothes. The repeated line "Diamond Ned Flanders" is a clever juxtaposition of the mundane (Ned Flanders being a character from The Simpsons known for his average and moralistic life) with the extravagant (diamonds). This could be seen as an ironic commentary on their rise to fame - they've ascended from ordinary beginnings to extraordinary heights. The song also touches upon romantic conquests and partying, further emphasizing their lavish lifestyle. However, despite their indulgence in material wealth and hedonism, they maintain that they have 'standards,' perhaps implying that they still value certain principles or quality in their high-flying lives.
Ned Flanders
Lyrics
K. Swisha
Ooh, all of them bitches exotic
Cars robotic, we go retarded (hooh)
Hop in a foreign, don't need the top
When I get home, I need the top (wow)
Louis Vuitton when I leave the house (skrrt)
She got a ass and a greasy mouth (hooh)
She wanna twerk when I leave the house (wait)
Gucci that belt, I don't leave it out (wow, brr)
Yeah, I got standards, ooh
Diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, ooh (yeah)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh
Cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I got standards, uh
Diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (right)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce)
Cookie pack on camera, yeah (alright)
She wanna twerk on my chain
Gettin' that brain, swerve in your lane, uh
I fuck her, knock off her bonnet
I had to get it, I want it, honest, yeah (hooh)
Ooh, private jet, Nike tag, she up next (check, right)
When you a boss, don't take a loss
Count up a check (that's right)
Seoul plate, never late, go on dates (hooh)
When you get up they hate, uh
Diamonds they drip like a lake (hooh)
Ali a ten, Kate flip a eight, nigga I skate (yeah)
Nigga, I got standards, uh
Diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh
Cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
I got standards, uh
Diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh (Ferg, hooh, hooh, hooh, oh)
Cookie pack on camera, yeah (ayy)
I got standards
Suck on my nuts like planets, ooh, yeah (right, yeah)
My bitch a dancer (hooh)
Hop on the dick like a prancer, ooh (hooh, right)
Put a 'lude in Fanta
Flick with a Polaroid camera, ooh, yeah
You talk outlandish
Put 'em in a holy field like Evander, ooh, yeah
Got a new mansion
New Ralph Lauren, copped two ranches
Diamonds is dancin' (whoo)
Ice so cold, gotta walk with a panda (yeah)
Your bitch so scare-less
Gimme that top with no-handed, huh (brr)
I got standards (hooh)
I get the guap, cop Margielas (yeah)
I got standards (right)
Take your bitch, hit the ritz, not no standin' (that's right)
No outlanders (hooh)
When Ferg on the track all you rappers'll vanish (hooh)
My bitch just landed (brr)
Not a lick of English, she speak Spanish (hooh)
Yeah, I got standards (ooh)
Diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, ooh (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce)
Cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I got standards (gas)
Diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer, uh
Cookie pack on camera, yeah (Ferg, hooh, hooh, hooh, oh)
Yeah, I got standards (ooh)
Diamonds Ned Flanders, ooh, ooh, (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce)
Cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I got standards (gas)
Diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (alright)
Kool-Aid jammer (sauce)
Cookie pack on camera, yeah (Ferg, hooh, hooh, hooh, oh)
Writer(s): Darold Durard Brown, Karl Hamnqvist, Malcolm Davis
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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