Fabolous

Fabolous - Diamonds lyrics

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[Intro] 

Diamonds On My Damn Chain! It Ain't Hard To Tell! 



[Chorus] 

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' your 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 gotta 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 

You boy got the drug money we be stacking 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 that jewelery on 

they should call me Parot Jeter, maybe Canary Bonds 



[Chorus] 



[Verse 2 - Young Jeezy] 

Damn, what happened? He's blindin' everybody 

Hey it must be Jeezy out shinin' everybody (yup) 

ready for the show, you can call me the light man 

(diamonds on my damn chain) 

you can call me the bright man 

see I don't do ?brightless?, I do ?AP's? 

yea I spend G's on all these VV's 

blowin' on chief, yeah I got it from Harlem 

12 carrot pinky ring, shit I got it from ?Robert? 

step it up a notch, iced out ski mask 

places in the projects to hide my weed stash 

Dominican chick, shit I got her from Fab 

yellow stones in my chain so I call it the cab 



[Chorus] 



[Verse 3 - Fabolous] 

Yo, maybe it's them VV's, 'cause 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're sitting in between 'em 

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

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

Oops! I mean Phantom, my words got tangled man 

But this Tiger stripe watch, make you 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! 



[Chorus] 



[Outro] 

Diamonds On My Damn Chain! It Ain't Hard To Tell! 

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Language: English

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