Big Diamonds Lyrics by 2 Chainz, Lil Wayne
Big diamonds, big dog, big shinin’
Hit him all in the stomach, *** up his linin’
Could’ve caught him at that Wendy’s, it was bad timin’ (21)
Do a *** mob style, hit him while he dinin’
Uh, told your ***’ ass I’ll be back
Now them niggas goin’ crazy tryna sign me back
Like some play, say Young Money *** for sure
Camped out in front your house, we just lit up some smores
Now these niggas want bars, Butterfingers, Snickers, and Mars
Seven days a week, bet a *** armed
Yeah, Fresh, we done done it, did it without stuntin’
Countin’ money, need a calculator
The crib got a elevator, you not a skater
We got you on the floor, paint your ass red
Turn this *** into an art show
Now on the left side, we got the brand-new Benz
And on the inside, got brand-new MAC-10s
And in the middle of the night, niggas’ll find you
Me and 2 Chainz, ***, we the new Big Tymers
Manny Frres on the beat, he a true Big Tymer
Foreign cars (Cars)
Foreign broads (Broads)
Hoes with no bras (Yeah)
Neighborhood like big drawers
I’m a G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T)
What you know? (Know)
What’s the score?
You hurtin’, I front you ten kilos
I like women (Women)
That like women (Women)
That like grinnin’ (Grinnin’)
That like swimmin’ (Swimmin’)
That’s lightskinnin’ (Skinnin’)
Or darkskinnin’ (Skinnin’)
They skinny-dippin’ (Dippin’)
You penny pitchin’ (Pictin’)
You *** pimpin’ (Pimpin’)
Or *** poppin’ (Poppin’)
I’m want it, *** (Ayy)
I’m on a mission (Ayy)
I gotta get it (Get it)
‘Cause me and Tune (Yeah)
Like ***’ siblings (Ooh)
You ***’ gimmick (Yeah)
You ***’ with us (Yeah)
You get whacked (Whacked)
Your wig cracked (***)
A big sacks (Yeah)
I shot ball (Ayy)
I pitch *** (Ayy)
I dig that (Ayy)
I’m raw, *** (Yeah)
No zig-zag (Yeah)
My *** bad (Bad)
Her *** bad (Bad)
You funny, *** (Funny)
A Sinbad (Yeah)
I sit back (Yeah)
I get bags (Bags)
I baow-baow, I click-clack
Big diamonds, big dog, big shinin’
Hit him all in the stomach, *** up his linin’
Could’ve caught him at that Wendy’s, it was bad timin’ (21)
Do a *** mob style, hit him while he dinin’ (21)
Marble floors, I got bulletproof doors (21)
Rappin’ off the head like I’m Wayne, like I’m Hov (Facts)
Grew up ’round them cutthroats, I be on my toes
Old killer from my hood, stopped that clean ’cause he throwed (21)
She wanna *** a young gangsta, I know, facts
Real deal player, I ain’t never kissin’ toes (21)
You know I’m in a rush, baby, come up out that robe
I pull up, she wet already, she been playin’ with her robe (Goddamn, oh ***)
Damn, she done squirted on my clothes (21)
If we in the party, then we came for the hoes (21)
Open the dispensary, I got free smoke (21)
*** a top spot, ***, I came for the GOAT (***)
I’m a dog, German Shepard, Great Dane (Yeah)
He got money, but his ass still a lame (Yeah)
On the pole, shake that ass, do your thing
She from the Southside, down the street from Flocka Flame (On God)
Stick left him So So Def, but I don’t know Jermaine (21)
How your watch a million dollars and it look plain? (21)
I’m worth eight figures, so I really can’t complain (On God)
I tried to play your album, every song sound the same
Big diamonds, big dog, big shinin’
Hit him all in the stomach, *** up his linin’
Could’ve caught him at that Wendy’s, it was bad timin’ (21)
Do a *** mob style, hit him while he dinin’ (21)