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  • Текст песни Lil' Kim - Diamonds



    Uh uh huh
    Bad boy
    Queen Bee
    c'mon c'mon

    Verse One: Kim
    If I could make it rain
    I'd make it rain diamonds
    So all the girls in the world
    could keep shrinining
    From princess cuts to emeralds to H classes
    Yeah I failed math but bet I passed the E class
    Went from Chanel number 5 to two point five
    The male rol's a resident every rooms a president
    With the live in waiters betcha haters can't match that
    You're six digits short to catch that
    Your're net year gross it 20 thow on commission
    My net week gross 100 mil in addition to to the Dow Jones,
    Stocks, restaurants out in Rome
    Plus all the over head
    and the interest on those loans

    Chorus:
    I want diamonds
    (She said she wants a man- to buy her a Lexuz Land)
    But that's all right for her
    But still it ain't enough for me
    I want diamonds
    She said she wants a guy
    To do it to her every night
    That's all right for her
    But you gotta go down on me

    Verse Two: Kim
    I had bitches rockin the red, yellow and blue wigs
    Cats in they raps tryin to act like Big
    Remember when Big told y'all
    Get Money
    Remember when Big said play them niggas like dummies
    Check it
    If I could separate all the game from the glory
    I'd rather be with Frank, but that's a different story
    Cause now a days niggas ain't sayin shit (word)
    Runnin off at the lips about what they gonna get
    And what they had in '86
    I puts them on the spot
    Pull out the lab top
    With the receipt for the yacht
    What you got?
    Niggas be mute all of a sudden
    What, I pushed a button?
    Shit, that ain't nothin'

    Bridge:
    I don't care if he's young or old
    Just make him very rich
    I just want someone that can spend dough
    I want diamonds
    Yes I do
    And a house that's made of gold
    There's only one thing better than money
    Come into my bedroom honey

    Verse Three: Kim
    So we can have a drink or two
    Cosmos, if you ghetto this Buds for you
    Here's a few
    So he can be nice
    When I show him this ice
    On my chest
    That I bought with his American Express
    I'm a mess, never-the-less
    I'm authentic
    Ninety-nine percent B-K
    One percent N-J
    Excuse me
    Cause what I'm tryin to say
    Is if you ain't thorogh
    Stay out my borough
    Cause when my gun burn, it's loud like Pairos
    And when it's your turn, you fold like Gyros
    And ya'll buy your suits in portions
    I get mine's from an auction
    Million dollar dress that belongs to the princess
    While ya'll shopping at Saks
    I been there, done that
    Copt the sweater and the hat

    Chorus
    Bridge
    (with adlibs)