Fabolous - Diamonds (Remix) lyrics

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(feat. Lil' Wayne)

[Intro: Slow Voice]

Diamonds On My Damn Chain! It Aint Hard To Tell!


Diamonds In My Damn Chain!

Diamonds In My Damn Chain!

I'm like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang'

Got my vote, 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!

[Verse 1: Fabolous]

Yo, You think they like me now, wait until the light hit me

I bet the house somebody girl spend the night with me

They gota love it, if not, then I guess they haters

This kinda necklace'll turn on the investigators

They ain't got one problem with this

Square face watch look like 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 the 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

they should call me Parot Jeter, maybe Canary Bonds


[Verse 2: Lil' Wayne]

Uhm my name is Weezy F. Baby

I usually don’t do this Ha Okay I’m lyin Cause these diamonds are mine Just sparkle like wine

I’m easy to find In the darker night time I get

So much attention from your eyes like sign I’m

Kushed out my mind Patron shots with lime My necklace is a climb Damn that bitch fine What that girl name I call my jeweler up and tell her make that girl a chain I take that girl to Spain

She can’t pronounce a thang And she got agirlfriend on the side like fangs

Her fetish is lil Wayne I’m bombin like Hussein

But I’m that fire Now swallow my butane Residing on a plane The sky is my domain I’m in and out the country Passports and sweat shorts and tank tops and thoughts and sunshades and private airports And of course What you got boy, I got....


[Verse 3: Fabolous]

Yo, maybe it's them VV's, cuz' they sets Susters'

Sit on the next bus like that show on MTV

The wings on the chain, make a nigga fly like the wings on a plane

When you sittin in between em'

they hittin' when you clean em', Glitenin' when you seen em'

Beemin' through the tints when I'm sittin in the "Phenom"'

Oops! I mean Phantom, my words got tangled man

But this Tiger strike watch, make ya bitch a Bangles' fan

We all know Jacob, check the shit he did

We 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 me with some of that Lewinsky love

She saw the chain, gave me brain, no strain ever since

Now that's what the fuck I call a good "Chain of Events"! NIGGA!



Diamonds On My Damn Chain! It Aint Hard To Tell!

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