yella diamonds lyrics – rick ross

yella diamonds

[hook: x2]
my dope be shinin’ like it’s yella diamonds
my dope be shinin’ like it’s yella diamonds
nineteen for the whole thang
walk up out the trap n*gg* it’s bling bling

[verse 1:]
i’m back to trappin’ like i’m ‘posed to, n*gg*
them crackers wanna see me on a wanted poster, n*gg*
chasing my money like i’m oprah, n*gg*
from dade county now mansions and boca, n*gg*
now bring that drama that you spokin’, n*gg*
ain’t no water drippin’ out this super soaker, n*gg*
go cash a check just like a dolphin, n*gg*
chopper city all up out your office, n*gg*
study your plays in my office, n*gg*
a pound of haze’ll make a gangsta off a n*gg*
you wanna live make an offer n*gg*
club liv is your coffin n*gg*


[verse 2:]
i’m whippin’ cake up like i’m jacob, n*gg*
hundred eighty for the bracelet and they hate it, n*gg*
i had to have ’em custom make it, n*gg*
you have to dumb it down before you take it, n*gg*
you know we roll up like jamaican n*gg*s
no marijuana, talkin bout killin’ these hatin’ n*gg*s
the time is now f*ck all the waiting, n*gg*
i can’t hold back all these haitian n*gg*s
you know they talkin home invasion, n*gg*
seeing your daughter scream can be very persuasive, n*gg*
first question, where the safe at n*gg*?
all in your woman face f*ck up her makeup n*gg*


[verse 3:]
i’m watching me a kilo break up, n*gg*
snort a line of this i bet you wake up, n*gg*
dead presidents all on my body, n*gg*
for dinero, ocho cinco, catch me a body n*gg*
teflon don, john gotti n*gg*
god forgives and i don’t, my chopper hit the lotto n*gg*
keepin’ it real my chopper chopped a lot of n*gg*s
i pay my dues, dudes get ya done
i pay my fool, here come that murder one
i think it’s time you n*gg*s recognize
work fifty million so f*ck the other side
my n*gg* you know your chopper’s cold
on the other hand my chopper’s old
all the little head busters swingin’ now
and i buy ’em all cars off of my yella diamonds

/ rick ross lyrics