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Bling,bling...yeah..aweh mi simting,
Bling,bling...emerald cut ring
Bling,bling...yeah..aweh mi simting,
Bling,bling chapparit and ting

Fifty men dead for this golden chain
Each link forged by a poor man's pain
mined from below with sweat & fear
Brought to a shine with a widow's tear

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Fifty men dead for this diamond ring
dat takes the shine off the cheap bling thing
Kind a mek you think it no bonafide
Fi wear souvenirs from the men that died

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If you really love me then don't buy me a ring
Diamonds & pearls they don't mean anything
All that I want is already here
Sitting by my side, you got nothing to fear

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Fifty men dead for this golden band
Underground with a pick in their hand
Cutting dirt where the sun nuh shine
Digging to survive in the man's goldmine

How many dead for this royal crown
This holy shrine we gather round
Worship the dollar, pon your hands & knee
Humbled in the presence of your jewellery

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If you really love me then don't buy me a ring
Diamonds & pearls they don't mean anything
All that I want is already here
Sitting by my side, you got nothing to fear

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CHORUS    Bling,bling...yeah..aweh mi simting,    Bling,bling...emerald cut ring    Bling,bling...yeah..aweh mi simting,    Bling,bling chapparit and ting       Fifty men dead for this golden chain    Each link forged by a poor man's pain    mined from below with sweat & fear    Brought to a shine with a widow's tear       CHORUS       Fifty men dead for this diamond ring    dat takes the shine off the cheap bling thing    Kind a mek you think it no bonafide    Fi wear souvenirs from the men that died       CHORUS       If you really love me then don't buy me a ring    Diamonds & pearls they don't mean anything    All that I want is already here    Sitting by my side, you got nothing to fear       CHORUS       Fifty men dead for this golden band    Underground with a pick in their hand    Cutting dirt where the sun nuh shine    Digging to survive in the man's goldmine       How many dead for this royal crown    This holy shrine we gather round    Worship the dollar, pon your hands & knee    Humbled in the presence of your jewellery       CHORUS       If you really love me then don't buy me a ring    Diamonds & pearls they don't mean anything    All that I want is already here    Sitting by my side, you got nothing to fear       CHORUS