Diamonds Hennessy

[Verse 1: Omarion] Diamonds all in my Hennessy I see the world a little differently Faded off that Chris Brown Boy you know I run this town Gold chain but no Mr. T And your girl rolling up the tree Cause she just like to be around And occasionally get taken down So more bottles get sent to me And that means more models up in my suite Cause I'm feeling like I made it now But I'm really about to pass out [Chorus: Omarion] Don't really want to miss a thing but I'm just too damn faded (Woah) And this is the American Dream And I don't even got to chase it Cause there's diamonds all in my Hennessy (Oh Yeah x5) I got diamonds all in my Hennessy (Alright x5) [Verse 2: Omarion] It's Diamonds all in my Hennessy I'mma toast it up for good energy Girl, I just thought that you should know I got an elevator in my condo Versace. You know. Rock it Please don't knock it Ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique Maybach Music, that's what they all say Some niggas don't understand It cost to talk this way So the more bottles get sent to me Is one big 'Fuck You' to this industry Cause I'm feeling like I made it now Now these niggas know I'm cashin' out (Oh Yeah) [Chorus: Omarion] Don't really want to miss a thing but I'm just too damn faded (Woah) And this is the American Dream And I don't even got to chase it Cause there's diamonds all in my Hennessy (Oh Yeah x5) I got diamonds all in my Hennessy (Alright x5) [Verse 3: Audio Push] Diamonds all in my Hendo Had sex on the first night, told her I loved her and now I'm involved I wore a trojan magnum so don't think that I was unprotected when I say I been raw, but I been raw Never could pay the rent off Now your boy connected to the money like an in-law, ugh Got diamonds all in watch, nigga (Yeah, Trinidad) Don't believe me just watch, nigga Yeah they hate that we gettin gwaup, nigga Yeah, that’s Price T and I’m Ok, nigga I'm a sure [?], alright I got my dress braided down, girl take a nap Blowing on that medical you know we probably got it from the clinic You a naughty girl, real party girl Only wanna stand up on them couches and I only wanna hit it No love lost when your clothes off So if you really down let me know I'm with it if you with it Jump off in that white thing do the night thing Give her the keys and tell her baby drive the speed limit I'm drinking, she driving And I'm smoking good on my laid back shit HS87 on that Maybach shit Middle finger to you haters this is hate back, bitch We off the brown And we sipping it to the last drop She wondering how my chain and watch Got the same shine that my glass got, bitches