| Yeah, Pablo Juan, man
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| You know what the fuck going on, nigga
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| Just came back from Africa, nigga
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| Straight out the plane, nigga, jumped straight in the 'Rari, nigga
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| My diamonds, they splash
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| VS 1 stones, they look fantastic
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| You can see them hitting through the tint in the Aston
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| Twenty on the pinky ring, got me advancing
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| Bust down the Rollie, too many adjustments
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| I should just put all this ice in a Fanta
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| Froze like the North Pole, bag like Santa
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| Walk in this bitch and I’m lit like a candle
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| Oooh, look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Oooh, look at them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Oooh, they dancing
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| Oooh, look how they splashing
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| Them diamonds ain’t real, they plastic
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| I put VS 1 stones in my Cartier glasses
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| Them diamonds, they looking fantastic
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| They see me, they getting embarrassed
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| I bounce through the trap like a rabbit
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| I’m having the cabbage and carrots
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| Touched down the plane, got a jeweler from Africa
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| The flaws on my diamond, they looking spectacular
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| Subzero, nigga cold like Alaska
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| Run up on my diamond, nigga, I’ma blast you
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| Bought a Rollie, come from cashing the bricks
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| Bought a Bentley, blinded myself and I crashed it
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| Too many diamonds, these niggas embarrassed
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| Bought myself a ring, me and money got married
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| My diamonds, they splash
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| VS 1 stones, they look fantastic
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| You can see them hitting through the tint in the Aston
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| Twenty on the pinky ring, got me advancing
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| Bust down the Rollie, too many adjustments
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| I should just put all this ice in a Fanta
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| Froze like the North Pole, bag like Santa
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| Walk in this bitch and I’m lit like a candle
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| Oooh, look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Oooh, look at them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dancing
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| I’m selling white, Henny, and Hansen
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| Sipping on lean, I can’t stand
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| And fuck your little bitch, take her shoes off her right here in my mansion
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| Look how them diamonds bling
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| Look at them diamonds, my ring
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| Little boy, you ain’t on a thing
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| Pablo, bring the chopper out, spray the thing
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| Wait, I used to trap with my cousin
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| Now I get them by the dozen
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| Rozay got the trap bunking
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| Don’t knock on my door 'cause my auntie, she dumping
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| My diamonds, they dancing
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| I got a little bitch, man, her head is fantastic
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| Swear to God, this bitch know magic
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| I swear to God, this bitch know magic, whoa, Dexter!
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| My diamonds, they splash
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| VS 1 stones, they look fantastic
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| You can see them hitting through the tint in the Aston
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| Twenty on the pinky ring, got me advancing
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| Bust down the Rollie, too many adjustments
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| I should just put all this ice in a Fanta
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| Froze like the North Pole, bag like Santa
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| Walk in this bitch and I’m lit like a candle
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| Oooh, look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Oooh, look at them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Diamonds on me dancing like a real deal stripper
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| Bust in her mouth, you a fool if you kiss her
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| Diamonds on me dancing like Chris Brown
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| You said I wouldn’t make it, well, bitch, I’m the shit now
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| Little bitch, sit down
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| Kicking in your trap with the chopper, better get down
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| Hoodrich Pablo on the jet with a whole pound
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| Young rich nigga, money long like a Greyhound
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| Blue money on me like the wave, too
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| Fell in love with the Lamb, had to buy two
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| Oooh, look how them diamonds dance
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| Flexing on them, hundred racks in my pants
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| Rings on me, that’s water
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| Rich nigga, I was riding in the MARTA
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| Diamonds on me and they cut like a barber
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| I’m flexing on them in a 'Rari, no charger
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| My diamonds, they splash
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| VS 1 stones, they look fantastic
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| You can see them hitting through the tint in the Aston
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| Twenty on the pinky ring, got me advancing
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| Bust down the Rollie, too many adjustments
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| I should just put all this ice in a Fanta
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| Froze like the North Pole, bag like Santa
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| Walk in this bitch and I’m lit like a candle
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| Oooh, look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Look at them diamonds dance
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| Oooh, look at them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance
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| Look how them diamonds dance |