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Chandelier Lyrics Meanings
by Curren$y, Shoreline Mafia

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Chandelier Lyrics

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Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck, a chandelier
I sip lean, I don't really do no beer
Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck, a chandelier
I sip lean, I don't really do no beer

I be sippin' on this lean, not no beer though
I don't fuck around with niggas, cus they weirdos
All these bitches steady talking, I don't hear hoes
How you say you sippin' muddy, cup be clear though
Bitch I'm really balling, we fucking if you calling
I ain't with the stalling, ain't go see you in the morning
These bitches steady fraudulent, my niggas steady balling
We shouldn't have fought the squad
But choppas solving any problems, bitch

Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck, a chandelier
I sip lean, I don't really do no beer
Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck, a chandelier
I sip lean, I don't really do no beer All my diamonds wet, pinky ring cost a vet
East side that's the set, money makers on deck
High'd up, I'm a Jet, wasn't even tryna flex
But my watch lit, bracelet flick, special effect
But, that's all facts though, hunnit racks worth of gold
Bitch it's just dope, grind up, get some more
It ain't hard to tell her park the Wraith in front of the corner store
Bought some chips and Powerade, I bought my bitch a front row
Scratched off like my tires itching, I'm that nigga
Hella rappers corny, I don't do no songs with 'em
Dressing like Superman villains, I don't fuck with 'em
Money to the ceiling, dressed like a million
Big money in the building, women acting like children
Tryna give the boss niggas thoughts and competition
East side like all times
Andretti Shoreline

Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck, a chandelier
I sip lean, I don't really do no beer
Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck, a chandelier
I sip lean, I don't really do no beer

Balenciaga and the Prada
I wear Pro Clubs, you niggas wearing Shaka
I got diamonds and they wetter than some water
Bitch I'm Fanta, you lil' niggas Shasta
My nigga fresh out, shout out my nigga Foster
I'm at Nova, yeah, my nigga, Bossa
And he tried to plot on me, but I caught ya
So I need both your hands, I'mma chop 'em
I got carrots, in my mouth
Fuck your hoe, on my couch
Purple drank, from the South
On the West side, it's never been a drought
I get Quali, I get Tec, I get Wok
I get bitches, I get hoes, I get thots
I get money, I get cash, I get guap
I spend money, hella money, yeah a lot

Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck, a chandelier
I sip lean, I don't really do no beer
Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck, a chandelier
I sip lean, I don't really do no beer

Writer(s): Shante Scott Franklin, Fenix Rypinski, Alejandro Coranza
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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