Текст песни Diamonds - Lil June feat. Ca$G

Gotta get the money, gotta get the money
Gotta go get a cupcake
Gotta get the money, gotta get the money, yeah
Taliban, Taliban, Taliban, Taliban, Taliban, Taliban
Cartel!
Yeah, yeah-uh-huh

I spent the Fifer on my wrist and now them diamonds dancing
Yeah, oh, now them diamonds dancing
I spent the Fifer on my wrist and now them diamonds dancing
Like how my diamonds dancing

I came in with the Taliban, turned Atlanta to Afghanistan
Young nigga having contraband, young nigga running up them bands
Young and tweaking, geeking off the Xans, five shooters in the minivan
They'll pop a nigga like a fucking tag, pop a nigga like a fucking Xan
Put a nigga in a headlock, glizzy make a nigga do a milly rock
Five shooters, nigga, ten Glocks, ten Glocks hold thirty shots
Three hundred pops, good dope, jaws lock
Beat a nigga bitch back out, pull a nigga bitch tracks out
Pulling up to the trap spot, where lame niggas get taxed out
Bitch niggas get smacked out, snitch niggas get clapped at
Dog fights going in the back, nigga
I don't know you, that's an extra tax
Big 40, nigga, big facts, 40 got a lot of kickback
So I brought the bitches to the kickback
Finna push a bitch nigga shit back
Tuck your chains in, boy, don't get them snatched
How much you paying for your chains back?
Everywhere I go, nigga, well-protected, SK's, Smith & Wesson's
MAC-10's, full suppressors, every shot
I miss, you better count a blessing

I spent the Fifer on my wrist and now them diamonds dancing
Oh, now them diamonds dancing
I spent the Fifer on my wrist and now them diamonds dancing
Look how them diamonds dancing

VVS's on my body, I just blowed a check at Follies
Bitch, don't step on these Cavallis, you gon' make me catch a homi
I just blowed a bag at Saks, hit the road and got it back
Percocets got my body itching, headshots left your body twitching
Fox 5, nigga, body missing, fuck a pen, I'ma punch it in
Time and money, got time to spend
Everybody around when you in that Benz
But ain't around when you ain't making ends, fake love, real friends
Snub nose with the 'tator on it, your bitch got my name tailored on it
Dickie suit and Chuck Taylors, homie
I ain't fucking with the neighbors, homie
Funny game 'til them lasers on you
You the type to keep a taser on you
Send a hoe to set you up 'cause I know your weakness is a bitch
Say you're hard-bodied, but you're out here thinking with your dick

I spent the Fifer on my wrist and now them diamonds dancing
Oh, now them diamonds dancing
I spent the Fifer on my wrist and now them diamonds dancing
Look how them diamonds dancing

Bling, bling, blaow, hoe, my diamonds dancing
I just fuck her for one night, no, ain't no second chances
Thirty on me now, make a nigga start dancing
Give it up, what the fuck? Nigga, your diamonds ain't clear enough
You a dub like a twenty, I'm getting cash, talking 'bout plenty
Diamonds busting like a semi, eating good
I spent fifty on my wrist back in high school
I got my chain up out the water, fresh up out the pool
LK the Youngest, rose gold, frostbite, turn off the lights
You can see it shine bright, niggas say I'm giving hell
My lil' partner wanna pop a nigga and I got his bail
Fuck 12, I'm the shit, looking like a walking lick
Niggas just know that's what it is, all my niggas trained to kill
Don't you try, ain't shit sweet, we might look clean but we MOB

Yeah, nigga, MOB, L-O-R-M-O-B
Mob shit, mob bitch, you know what the fuck going on
It's cash, nigga

I spent the Fifer on my wrist and now them diamonds dancing
Damn, damn, look how them diamonds dancing
I spent the Fifer on my wrist and now them diamonds dancing
Ooh, ooh, now them diamonds dancing, yeah