Diamonds

  • 專輯:Diamonds
  • 發行:2020-09-17
  • 演唱:Sam Smith
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作詞:B. Freeman, Marlon J Goodwin, La Marquis Jefferson, C. Love, Sammie Norris, James Phillips, Jonathan Smith

Diamonds in my peace of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamond, diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamonds, diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamond, diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of chain
This shit right here
What's up
For all my niggas in the South
Okay
Makin' big dough, know what I'm talking 'bout
Makin' big long dollars
All my niggas in H-Town
New Orleans, Dallas Texas, Beerut
Mississippi, all over the South
Shit of course the ATL
All over the south
All my niggas rockin', those diamonds
And pieces in them chains
Now we done talked about the pinky ring
And talked about the gold grill, so tell me
What's left to give really yo spine a cold chill?
Some call 'em diamonds, we call it ice
It varies in the sizes, the shape, the color and the price
From canary yellow, ruby red to baby blue
One stone or maybe two
Fuck it 'cause we all can't be babies fool
Some of it's jazzy, some of it can't be real
Nigga say it's sittin' platinum
Knowin' it's stainless steel, shit
I seen all kinds of medallions on the necks of rappers
Drug dealers, Marks, ball players and stallions


      • 專輯:Diamonds
      • 發行:2020-09-17
      • 演唱:Sam Smith
      字型

      作詞:B. Freeman, Marlon J Goodwin, La Marquis Jefferson, C. Love, Sammie Norris, James Phillips, Jonathan Smith

      Diamonds in my peace of chain
      Diamonds in my piece of
      Diamond, diamonds in my piece of chain
      Diamonds in my piece of
      Diamonds, diamonds in my piece of chain
      Diamonds in my piece of
      Diamond, diamonds in my piece of chain
      Diamonds in my piece of chain
      This shit right here
      What's up
      For all my niggas in the South
      Okay
      Makin' big dough, know what I'm talking 'bout
      Makin' big long dollars
      All my niggas in H-Town
      New Orleans, Dallas Texas, Beerut
      Mississippi, all over the South
      Shit of course the ATL
      All over the south
      All my niggas rockin', those diamonds
      And pieces in them chains
      Now we done talked about the pinky ring
      And talked about the gold grill, so tell me
      What's left to give really yo spine a cold chill?
      Some call 'em diamonds, we call it ice
      It varies in the sizes, the shape, the color and the price
      From canary yellow, ruby red to baby blue
      One stone or maybe two
      Fuck it 'cause we all can't be babies fool
      Some of it's jazzy, some of it can't be real
      Nigga say it's sittin' platinum
      Knowin' it's stainless steel, shit
      I seen all kinds of medallions on the necks of rappers
      Drug dealers, Marks, ball players and stallions

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