Fabolous, Lil Wayne - Diamonds (Alternate Version) lyrics
Fabolous [John David Jackson]
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Fabolous, Lil Wayne - Diamonds Alternate Version lyrics]
Ain't hard to tell!
Diamonds in my damn chain!
Diamonds in my damn chain!
I'm like ooh daddy
I see you with that damn thang'
Not my fault, I'm feelin' ya campaign
I like you but
I really like your damn chain!
Diamonds in my damn chain!
Diamonds in my damn chain!
It kinda explains the way she be actin'
She liked my necklace so she started relaxin'
Now that's what the fuck I
Call a chain reaction!
Yo, you think you like me now
Wait until the light hit me
I bet they house somebody girl
Spend the night with me
They gota love it, if not
Then I guess they haters
This kinda necklace turn on the investigators
They ain't got one problem with this
Square facewatch lookin Sponge Bob
On the wrist
One white, one gold, one nice, untold
You can look but don't
Touch, Guns might unload, now
I respect them thugs who get they jackin' on
But we squeeze set every slug
That we be packin's long
Ya boy got the drug money we be stackin on
Lotta carrots
Not the one's Bugs Bunny snackin' on
Got em, get em close and
Lookin' like I scooped up-
-the Titanic chain
From the bottom of the ocean
I play them diamonds well when
I got dat jewelery on
And she called me Karat Jeter
Maybe Canary Bonds
Ahh! My name is Weezy F Baby! Oww!
I usually don't do this, ha! Ok, I'm lyin'
Cuz these diamonds of mine
Just sparkle like wine
I'm easy to find, In the darker night time
I get so much attention from ya' eyes
Like signs i'm, kushed out my mind
Patron shots with lime
My necklace is a crime
And that bitch fine, what that girl name
I call my jeweller over tell her
"Make that girl a chain!"
I take that girl to Spain
She can't pronounce a thang'
And she got her girlfriend on
The side like fame the fetish is Louiane
I'm bombin' like Hussein
But I'm that fire, now I swallow my Butane
Residin' on a plane, the sky is my domain
I'm in and out the country, passports
And sweat-shorts
And tanktops, and sweet thoughts
From sun shades, and private airports
And of course (Watchu got boy) , I got
Yo, maybe it's them VV's
Cuz' they sets Susters'
Sit on the next bus like that show on MTV
The waves on the chain
Make a nigga fly like the wings on a plane
When you sittin in between 'em
Even when you clean em'
Glitenin' when you see 'em
Beemin' through the tints when I'm
Sittin in the "Phenom"'
Oops! I mean Phantom
My words got tangled man
But this tiger striped watch'll make
Ya bitch a Bengals fan
We all know Jacob, check the shit he did
He spent more time
"Making The Band" than Diddy did
You feel my campaign
Then drop your old spouse
I'm out in DC, at the "White and Gold House"
(White and Gold House)
Wanna convince me love
Secret Service meet with some
Of that Lewinsky love
She saw the chain, baby brain
No strain ever since
Now that's what the fuck I call
A real "Chain of Events"! Nigga
Diamonds on my damn chain! It
Ain't hard to tell!