Diamonds

Diamonds in my damn chain! It ain't hard to tell! [Chorus:] (Diamonds in my damn chain) (Diamonds in my damn chain) I'm like, oh daddy, I see you do the damn thing 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 [Fabolous] Yo, you think they like me now, wait until the light hit me I bet the house somebody's girl spend the night with me They gotta love it, if not, then I guess they haters This kinda necklace 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 could look, but don't touch, guns might unload, now I respect them thugs who get they jackin' on But we squeeze to every slug that we be packin', son Ya boy got the drug money we be stackin' on Lotta carrots, not the one's Bugs Bunny snackin' on Got 'em gettin' close, and lookin' like a 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 Carat Jeter, maybe Canary Bonds [Chorus] [Young Jeezy] Oh, she actin' real reckless right now Let me at this bitch, man, let's go Damn, what happened? He blinded everybody It must be Jeezy, outshinin' everybody Yeah, I'm fretted for the show You could call me the light man (Diamonds in my damn chain) You could call me the bright man Yeah, I don't do bright links, I do AP's Yeah, I spit cheese on all these VV's Blow an old G, yeah, I got it from home Twenty carat pinky ring, shit, I got it robbin' (Break yourself, nigga) We have to step it up a notch Iced-out ski-mask, placed in the projects to hide my weed stash Dominican shit, shit, I got it from fans Yo, the stone is in my chain, so I call it the cab [Chorus] [Fabolous] Yo, maybe it's them VV's 'cause they sets susters Sit on the next bus like the 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, glitterin' 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 stripe watch make this bitch a Bengals fan We all know Jacob; check the shit he did He 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 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 I call a real chain of events, nigga [Chorus] Diamonds on my damn chain! It ain't hard to tell!