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Diamonds in my damn chain! It hard to tell!

Diamonds in my chain!
in my damn chain!
[Girl
I'm like ooh daddy, I see you do the thang
Got my vote, I'm feelin' ya
I like you but, I like your damn chain!

Diamonds In My Chain!
In My Damn Chain!
[Fabolous
It kinda explains the way she be
She liked my necklace so she relaxin'
Now what the fuck I call a chain reaction!

verse 1]
Yo, you you like me now, wait until the light hit me
I bet the house somebody girl spend the night me
They gota love it, if not, I guess they haters
kinda necklace'll turn on the investigators
They got one problem with this
Square look Spongebob on the wrist
One white, one gold, one nice,
You can look but don't touch, might unload, now
I respect thugs who get they jackin' on
But we squeeze set every that we be packin's long
Ya boy got the drug we be stackin' on
Lotta carrots, not the one's Bugs snackin' on
Got 'em, gettin' and, lookin' like I scooped up
The Titanic chain, the bottom of the ocean
I play them diamonds well when I got dat on
They should call me Jeter or maybe Canary Bonds

[Lil' Wayne 2]
Ahh! My name is F Baby! Oww!
I usually don't do this, ha! Ok, I'm
Cuz these diamonds of mine, just sparkle like
I'm easy to find, In the night time
I get so much from ya' eyes, like signs
I'm, kushed out my mind, Patron shots lime
My is a crime
And that bitch fine, what girl name
I call my jeweller up and tell "Make that girl a chain!"
I take girl to Spain, she can't pronounce a thang'
And she got her girlfriend on the like fame
Her is Lil' Wayne, I'm bombin' like Hussein
But I'm fire, now I swallow my butane
on a plane, the sky is my domain
I'm in and out the country, passports, and
And tanktops, and sweet thoughts, from sun shades, and Airports
And of course... (Watchu got boy), I got...

[Fabolous 3]
Yo, maybe it's them VV's, 'cuz they Susters'
Sit on the bus like that show on MTV
The waves on the chain, make a nigga fly the wings on a plane
you sittin' in between 'em
Even when you em', glitenin' when you see em'
Beemin' the tints when I'm sittin in the Phenom
Oops! I mean Phantom, my words got man
But this tiger stripe, watch, make this a Bengals fan
We all know Jacob, the shit he did
We spent more time, "Making The Band" than did
You my campaign, then drop your old spouse
I'm out in DC, at the white and gold house (White and house)
Wanna convince me love, secret service me with some of Lewinsky Love
She saw the chain, brain, no strain ever since
Now that's what the fuck I call a good of events! Nigga

Diamonds on my damn chain! It hard to tell!