Gucci Mane - All My Jewellery

This ain't even half my jewelry
It's getting kind of cold in here, I'm serious (jewelry)
Please let me rock my jewelry, everybody staring
'Cause we're rocking big jewelry, jewelry

People see me rock big jewelry
My jewelry talks for me
Baby girl, don't you hear it?
Serious, this ain't even half my jewelry
Red diamond chain, my charm is on it's period, fear it
So many VV's
There's very very slight flaws in my necklace
Put my dog on, then put the hard on second
Tell my auntie to bring all my bracelets
New piece coming, it's gone hurt their faces
OJ flexing wit' a blue and white Jacob, Jacob
How you think he got the boy a bank up
So Icey CEO is covered like make up, Gucci, uh

Excuse me, please let me floss my jewelry
So much ice I make your eye sight blurry

Jewelry, I have on too much jewelry
Never too much, never too much
So much

Jewelry!
This ain't even half my jewelry
It's getting kind of cold in here, I'm serious

Jewelry
Please let me rock my jewelry

Everybody staring
'Cause we're rocking big jewelry, carats

Say, Gucci Mane please can I have it or wear it
Don't touch it baby, look, but don't grab it
Flash it, Kodak moment, boo catch it
Gaurd it, hope she treat it like its imported
Whoa I'll bust your potato, little shorty
Homie, over there he's holding down a Glock 40, party
Everybody's in here balling, blinging
Everybody here chain swinging
Hanging, damn I wish I had nine pinkies
Drinkin', popping pills and rolling up stinkies
This corner over here is nothin' but iced out gangster
Wit' iced up ears, chest, wrist and fingers'
Fingers', why you think we holding our bangers', we're gangsters'
Why you think we're twisting our fingers'
Fingers', why you think we're holding our bangers', we're gangsters'
Why you think we're twisting our fingers', So Icey

Excuse me, please let me floss my jewellery
So much ice I make your eye sight blurry

Jewellery, I have on too much jewellery
Never too much, never too much
So much

Jewellery!
This ain't even half my jewelry
It's getting kind of cold in here, I'm serious

Jewelry
Please let me rock my jewelry

Everybody staring
'Cause we're rocking big jewelry, carats

Mullers, Breitling, Jacobs, Mullers
My jeweler known to over lure us
White diamonds and colors
He's an arrogant motherfucker
Piece like this boy, you've got to hustle
Cocaine the box, with the hammer and the muscle
Three hundred thousand rubbers' in the duffel
Snitches, bitches, fakes and busters (Pussies!)
Ketchup diamonds, yellow mustard
Got a jewelry box man, I got a jewelry dresser
Vvs rocks all around my bezel
Vvs rocks all in her finger
Orange and black Jacob, look like a Bengal
When you're iced out, you can't talk to strangers
Vvs rocks all in my fingers
I'm so iced out I can't talk to strangers, So Icey

Excuse me, please let me floss my jewelry
So much ice I make your eye sight blurry

Jewelry, I have on too much jewelry
Never too much, never too much
So much

Jewelry!
This ain't even half my jewelry
It's getting kind of cold in here, I'm serious

Jewelry
Please let me rock my jewelry

Everybody staring
'Cause we're rocking big jewelry, carats

Writers: RADRIC DAVIS

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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