Verse One: Kim If I could make it rain, I'd make it rain diamonds So all the girls in the world could keep shrinining From princess cuts to emeralds to H-classes Yeah, I failed math, but bet I passed the E-class Went from Chanel number 5 to two point five The male rol's a resident, every rooms a president With the live in waiters, betcha haters can't match that You're six digits short to catch that Your're net year gross it 20 thow on commission My net week gross 100 mil in addition to to the Dow Jones, Stocks, restaurants out in Rome Plus all the over head and the interest on those loans
Chorus: I want diamonds (She said she wants a man- to buy her a Lexuz Land) But that's all right for her But still it ain't enough for me I want diamonds She said she wants a guy To do it to her every night That's all right for her But you gotta go down on me
Verse Two: Kim I had bitches rockin the red, yellow and blue wigs Cats in they raps tryin to act like Big Remember when Big told y'all Get Money Remember when Big said play them niggas like dummies Check it If I could separate all the game from the glory I'd rather be with Frank, but that's a different story Cause now a days niggas ain't sayin shit (word) Runnin off at the lips about what they gonna get And what they had in '86 I puts them on the spot Pull out the lab top With the receipt for the yacht What you got? Niggas be mute all of a sudden What, I pushed a button? Shit, that ain't nothin'
Bridge: I don't care if he's young or old Just make him very rich I just want someone that can spend dough I want diamonds Yes I do And a house that's made of gold There's only one thing better than money Come into my bedroom honey
Verse Three: Kim So we can have a drink or two Cosmos, if you ghetto this Buds for you Here's a few So he can be nice When I show him this ice On my chest That I bought with his American Express I'm a mess, never-the-less I'm authentic Ninety-nine percent B-K One percent N-J Excuse me Cause what I'm tryin to say Is if you ain't thorogh Stay out my borough Cause when my gun burn, it's loud like Pairos And when it's your turn, you fold like Gyros And ya'll buy your suits in portions I get mine's from an auction Million dollar dress that belongs to the princess While ya'll shopping at Saks I been there, done that Copt the sweater and the hat