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Diamonds by Lil Jon & the East Side Boyzالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Diamonds by Lil Jon & the East Side Boyz

     

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[Chorus]
Diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamonds diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of chain

[Lil Jon]
Yea
This shit right here (whats up)
For all my niggas in the south (OK)
Making big dough (know what I'm talking bout)
Making big long dollars
All my niggas in H-Town
New Orleans, Dallas Texas
Mississippi All over the south
Shit of course the ATL (All over the south)
All my niggas rocking those diamonds and pieces in there chains

[MJG]
Now we done talked about the pinky ring
And talked about the gold grill
So tell me
What's left to give really yo spine a cold chill
We call some call em diamonds
We call em ice
It varies in the sizes the shape
The color and the price
From canary yellow, ruby red to baby blue
One stone or maybe two
Fuck it cause we all can't be babies fool
Some of its jazzy
Some of it can't be real
Nigga say its sitting platinum
Knowing its stainless steel shit
I seen all kinds of medallions
On the necks of rappers
Drug dealers, Marks, ball players and stallions
? shit they buy them hoes by the dozen
O.G. nigga get a new piece
Pass the old down to his cousin
Spell out your name, your corner, your clique
I know a pimp that got a piece with a bitch sucking his dick
So what you waiting for you shy men?
Come join the fly men
That'll push like hymens for (diamonds)
With perfect timing

[Chorus: x2]

[Bun B.]
Some folks'll kill to have a real diamond
You get some grade A rocks and in 20years they still shining
No need to worry, women will find em
But if they gaze at yo carrots for to long it will blind em
Cubic Zirconia helped the whole hood fine
Now that everybody can bling we having good times
I'm writing clever rhymes feeling like forever grinding
A diamond in the rough
Buff me up and hear me shine
I used to hit these streets and slang
Hustling in these peoples game
Now its just for piece n' thang
I ain't tryin' to preach you man
I ain't tryin' to heat your flame
I just wanna teach your brain
I'm so full of flavor I'm give some to the weak and blang
M-J- fucking G
Touch me I'm in reaching range
Lets hit the beach and hang
For pimping ill be the blame
A ? dropping this knowledge will help me explain
About my Diamonds, my pimping and my piece of chain

[Chorus (2xs)]

[Lil Jon]
Yea Yea
Yeeeaah
Bitch I'm coming down
Coming down tough
Bitch I'm coming down with them diamonds I'm my cup
I'm shining so hard
My pinky ring done
Ruby in the middle
Got yo baby mama frozen
25 carrots in the BME piece
To many carrots in my mother fucking teeth
In my chain
Them things
Big like boulders
My rocks cutting up like Taliban soldier

[Big Sam]
Cause down in the dirty it ain't no drama or no beef
Its all about them diamonds in yo piece I guarantee
Man I know a nigga wit a mouth full of gold
On the top he had the south
And on the bottom like wha
Big Sam with 36 off in my chain
4? off in my wood a woodgrain
And my piece I'm bout to precious cut them things
With 200 thousand to make that hoe blang blang

[Chorus: x5]

Writer : PHILLIPS, JAMES/JEFFERSON, LA MARQUIS/SMITH, J.
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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