Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you baby If I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond rings Some just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you, yeah If I ain't got you with me baby

She's only been in the ground a day or two I'm glad Mama ain't around to watch this family feud Fine china stacked by the kitchen sink Aunt Tammy's in there claiming all the diamond rings Uncle Bobby's holding up the TV set The only thing they are

Your silver nights and golden days I try to reach you in a million ways I´m crazy ´bout you bonnie Can you tell? Your diamond rings and fancy clothes Do I want you babe, well heaven knows I´m wild about you bonnie Can´t you see, hey bonnie I´ve

She tell me she love me I'm everything that she want Top floor, only way that we go Diamonds and gold, Sierra Leone, Leone Hotel look like Sierra Leone, Leone Chain, ring look like Sierra Leone, Leone And she don't ever tell me I'm wrong, I'm wrong

Just do somthin' for you Buy you a Chevrolet Buy you a diamond ring Build you a house and home Buy you a Chevrolet

Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring Walk in the club with a diamond chain Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring Pinky ring, pinky ring Everybody die solo, everybody die solo We finna make history Carol City in this m'fucka Lil Pump, what's up? I started right

She's a cool drink of water She might be the devil's daughter But she's a cool drink of water And I should run yes, I probably oughta I bought my girl a diamond, it was our engagement ring She took it to a pawn shop, like it didn't mean a thing She went

No house on a hill full of life's finer things And I'll tell you right now there's a whole lot that I just can't do So girl, I can't buy you a big diamond ring Oh, but baby, don't think I can't love you I learned the hard way real early in life That

They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things) This is family business And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) All these fancy things I tell you that all (all the glitter) I'm waiting for Now all I know I know all these

Runaway baby like a runaway train Runaway and never look back Like a train comin' off the tracks Well, I sold my guitar for a diamond ring Yeah the preacher's daughter's got a thing for me With all of our stuff in a pick up truck Yeah we're headed out