Rick Ross - King of Diamonds Lyrics
Somebody call the Brinks truckThe boss back, somebody call the Brinks truckI got the baddest *****es waiting on a niggaI got these ***** niggas hating on a niggaSince they wanna talk, I went and bought another chainForty cars, I gotta put em in my momma nameHeli-pad on my crib, my money outta hereLove my daughter to death, ten karats in her earHeavy ammunition for you ***** boysHeavy ammunition for you ***** boysI'm getting paid, I put that on my daddy graveGot two hundred thousand in my ChevroletI'm the king of diamonds, my chain still speaking EbonicsIf she selling that *****, bring it to baby, I got itPop a chicken in that grease and make one into twoAll these rides in my yard, my shit a carnivalI got a club, here or 'yeSo show me love, it's only RozayRozayYou gotta separate yourself from ***** boysCan't even drop your diamond dish, your ass so paranoidI'm floating in my shit like I'm in a paradeHo, you better take notice - I spent ten on the paintWaving at these *****es, and I know these niggas ho-ishTake your ***** to get limit, pop her in a new LotusI'm so rich, I mean I'm so richIf it's less than ten stacks, to me it's ho shitIt's time to step your game upGotta run your credit just to bring my name upTwenty million, nigga - look in my faceIt's only one RozayThe Boss back, somebody call the Brinks truck
