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rick ross - yela diamonds lyrics

runnngghhhh!!!!! d-boys be the livest
d-boys be the livest, d-boys be the livest
all i want for christmas is my pyrex
all i want for christmas is my pyrex

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

i’m back to trappin’ like i’m ‘posed to, n-gg-
them crackers wanna see me on a wanted poster, n-gg-
chasin’ my money like i’m oprah, n-gg-
from dade county now mansions in boca, n-gg-
now bring that drama that you spoke of, 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-

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

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 gun me 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 waitin’, n-gg-
i can’t hold back all these haitian n-gg-s
you know they talkin’ home invasion, n-gg-
seein’ 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-

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

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-
my chopper hit the lotto n-gg-
keepin’ it real my ch-ch- chopped a lot of n-gg-s
i paid my dues, dudes get ya done
i paid my fool, here come that murder one
i think it’s time you n-gg-s recognize
worth fifty million so f-ck the other side
my n-gg- you know your chopper’s cold
on the other hand my ch-chopper’s old
all the little head busters swingin’ now
and i buy ’em all cars off of my yella diamonds

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

- rick ross lyrics

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