Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Diamonds, artist - Common. Date of issue: 21.07.2014
Song language: English
Diamonds |
| Ohh |
| Walk up in the thing, got my campaign poppin' |
| Champagne poppin', bad thang poppin' |
| Headed to the door, and ain’t a damn thing knockin' |
| Nooo |
| Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin' |
| Campaign poppin', champagne poppin' |
| I wrote this on my born day, it was a warm day |
| Niggas gotta eat, we gon' do it gourmet |
| I’m hearing fuckin' voices, like when porn play |
| Stay, stay on your grind like foreplay |
| What more can I say? |
| Diamonds are for the day |
| That means to shine, you find a way |
| Stayed on porches, backyards, and gangways |
| Learned strange ways between Cole and Langley |
| Champagne ambitions |
| I pour it out for my man who made his transition |
| Wars about paper, pussy, pride and ego |
| Born to fly, call me the bald eagle |
| Open shows at the Regal for Daddy Kane and Eazy-E though |
| Boys in the hood is hard like kilos of heroin |
| The hero that came from zero |
| My bars and my PR like Puerto Rico |
| This bra from the DR said I was frío |
| That’s Ice Cold like Dre, triple three yo |
| Pinot noir style, better with time |
| I’m gambling with watches getting better with time |
| So I’mma ride this out for long as God allow me |
| They say «time is money», forever is my salary |
| I shine tomorrow with what I do today |
| Yo, get this money, put the diamonds on display |
| Ohh |
| Walk up in the thing and got my campaign poppin' |
| Champagne poppin', bad thang poppin' |
| Headed to the door, and ain’t a damn thing knockin' |
| Nooo |
| Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin' |
| Campaign poppin', champagne poppin' |
| Hit you with the street sweeper now you gotta get to moppin' |
| Nooo |
| Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
| Tryna get it every way, every day, day, day |
| Tryna get it every way, every day, ay, ay |
| Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
| Tryna get it every way, every day, day, day |
| Tryna get it every way, every day, ay ay |
| Tryna get it every way, every day, day, day |
| Bars in alignment, stars in alignment |
| Raw off consignment, God’s in the diamonds |
| Evolve from the science, power and refinement |
| Read between the lines, hard to define us |
| Niggas that’s behind us, throwing up signs to signify us |
| In the Benz leaning like we biased |
| I’ve seen Len Bias, that shit scared me |
| You can go pro and blow everything you have in a flash |
| The moment is to live it like your last |
| Moments that we have never living in the last |
| My time, man, precious like diamonds |
| Look through the glass, see what I magnify man |
| I’mma be shining 'til I die man |
| I’m a rare diamond that’s hard to find man |
| Climbing to the mountain top, MLK day |
| To the streets I speak my piece like an A. K |
| 47 to 87 to the hundreds |
| Jewels I could run it for the hunted and the blunted |
| Dreams reflect clarity, ain’t no disparity |
| Between peace and prosperity, so marry me |
| Diamonds |
| Reminiscing when I had everything on layaway |
| I’m rolling with me and my partner like it was Training Day |
| Way before the ballin' that was back off in the training days |
| I used to hit the barber chair and say «I need that fadeaway» |
| Had a crush on what’s her name, the feelings never fade away |
| Older brother gang bang, banging like an 808 |
| Said you can’t take his chain away |
| Real player you can’t take this game away |
| Slang away, walk up in this thing like a real Rockefeller |
| But you can’t take my dame away |
| Devil in a red dress, but she got that angel face |
| I could teach her how to get it day-to-day-to-day-to-day |
| The G code is my combination |
| Catch me off in the bank thumbing through all kinds of faces |
| Catch me off in court, beating all kinds of cases |
| Weed, money, pussy, liquor, that’s my favorite compilation |
| Diamonds |
| Diamonds |