Rick Ross - King Of Diamonds lyrics

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Rick Ross - King Of Diamonds lyrics

[Intro:] Somebody call the Brinks truck The boss back, somebody call the Brinks truck [Verse 1:] I got the baddest b**hes waiting on a n***a I got these p**y n***as hating on a n***a Since they wanna talk, I went and bought another chain Forty cars, I gotta put em in my momma name Heli-pad on my crib, my money outta here Love my daughter to d**h, ten karats in her ear Heavy ammunition for you f** boys Heavy ammunition for you f** boys I'm getting paid, I put that on my daddy grave Got two hundred thousand in my Chevrolet I'm the king of diamonds, my chain still speaking Ebonics If she selling that p**y, bring it to baby, I got it Pop a chicken in that grease and make one into two All these rides in my yard, my sh** a carnival I got a club, here or 'ye So show me love, it's only Rozay [Hook:] Rozay [Verse 2:] You gotta separate yourself from f** boys Can't even drop your diamond dish, your a** so paranoid I'm floating in my sh** like I'm in a parade Ho, you better take notice - I spent ten on the paint Waving at these b**hes, and I know these n***as ho-ish Take your b**h to get limit, pop her in a new Lotus I'm so rich, I mean I'm so rich If it's less than ten stacks, to me it's ho sh** It's time to step your game up Gotta run your credit just to bring my name up Twenty million, n***a - look in my face It's only one Rozay [Hook] [Outro:] The Boss back, somebody call the Brinks truck