Rick Ross
Rick Ross - Yela Diamonds songtekst
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[Hook: x2] My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds My dope be shinin' like it's yella diamonds Nineteen for the whole thang Walk up out the trap n-gga it's bling bling [Verse 1:] I'm back to trappin' like I'm 'posed to, n-gga Them crackers wanna see me on a wanted poster, n-gga Chasing my money like I'm Oprah, n-gga From Dade County now mansions and Boca, n-gga Now bring that drama that you spokin', n-gga Ain't no water drippin' out this super soaker, n-gga Go cash a check just like a dolphin, n-gga Chopper city all up out your office, n-gga Study your plays in my office, n-gga A pound of haze'll make a gangsta off a n-gga You wanna live make an offer n-gga Club LIV is your coffin n-gga [Hook] [Verse 2:] I'm whippin' cake up like I'm Jacob, n-gga Hundred eighty for the bracelet and they hate it, n-gga I had to have 'em custom make it, n-gga You have to dumb it down before you take it, n-gga You know we roll up like Jamaican n-ggas No marijuana, talkin bout killin' these hatin' n-ggas The time is now f-ck all the waiting, n-gga I can't hold back all these Haitian n-ggas You know they talkin home invasion, n-gga Seeing your daughter scream can be very persuasive, n-gga First question, where the safe at n-gga? All in your woman face f-ck up her makeup n-gga [Hook] [Verse 3:] I'm watching me a kilo break up, n-gga Snort a line of this I bet you wake up, n-gga Dead presidents all on my body, n-gga For dinero, ocho cinco, catch me a body n-gga Teflon Don, John Gotti n-gga God forgives and I don't, my chopper hit the lotto n-gga Keepin' it real my chopper chopped a lot of n-ggas I pay my dues, dudes get ya done I pay my fool, here come that murder one I think it's time you n-ggas recognize Work fifty million so f-ck the other side My n-gga you know your chopper's cold On the other hand my chopper's old All the little head busters swingin' now And I buy 'em all cars off of my yella diamonds