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