Ariana Grande Engagement Rings: See Photos Of The Diamonds From Dalton Gomez & Pete Davidson

Ariana Grande Engagement Rings: See Photos Of The Diamonds From Dalton Gomez & Pete Davidson

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Emily Selleck
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Ariana Grande was proposed to with a unique diamond and pearl engagement ring from Dalton Gomez. See how it compares to the one she received from Pete Davidson.

Ariana Grande, 27,  has been making headlines after her surprise nuptials to her realtor beau, Dalton Gomez, on May 15. The intimate  affair was held at her Montecito, California home, and she not only stunned in her Vera Wang dress, but also her very unique engagement ring. Of course, fans of the positions songstress would recall that Ari has been proposed to more than once, saying “yes” to SNL cast member Pete Davidson back in 2018. Take a look back at both of the gorgeous rings.

Ariana’s Engagement Ring From Dalton

ariana grande’s engagement ring is five carat diamond worth over $381,000 US dollars pic.twitter.com/dIpyN2S4pY

— grande updte (@grandeupdte) December 21, 2020

When Ariana’s now-husband Dalton Gomez, 25, popped the question, he did so with a very unique, sentimental right. The real estate broker chose a ring that’s “practically flawless, like her,” Los Angeles based Engagement Ring Concierge Michelle Demaree told HL. She estimated that the ring was worth more than a quarter of a million dollars. “Ariana Grande’s engagement ring is a striking 5 carat colorless oval with a stunning elongated 1:45 ratio and top VS clarity,” she explained.

The unique engagement ring featured an angled diamond set against a large pearl, which is believed to be a sentimental gift from Ari’s grandmother. Just a few months after he proposed in December 2020, the pair officially tied the knot in May 2021, and they looked so in love. “5.15.21,” she simply captioned the black-and-white image, referencing their wedding date.

Ariana’s Engagement Ring From Pete

Fans of the “7 Rings” singer would recall she was engaged to Pete Davidson in 2018. The former lovebirds started dating around May 2018, very shortly after Pete and his ex Cazzie David split. They quickly became engaged in June and it lasted until Oct. before they called things off for good. However, when he proposed, it was with a stunning, pear-cut ring worth $93,000. The three-carat, ring was designed by celebrity jeweler Greg Yun, who revealed Pete had reached out to him for help. “Pete called me at the end of May and said, ‘Look, I’m getting a ring. This is what I want.’ And I told him that I had the right ring for him,” Yuna told E!. “He didn’t tell me who it was for but told me to keep it a secret. He didn’t tell me anything about it.”

Almost one year after the breakup, in an Aug. 2019 cover story for Vogue, Ariana discussed how being engaged to Pete was a “distraction” and that nearly a year later, her ex Mac Miller‘s death was still “all-consuming.” “My friends were like, ‘Come! We’re gonna have a fun summer,’” Ariana said of moving to New York shortly after her breakup with Mac. “And then I met Pete, and it was an amazing distraction. It was frivolous and fun and insane and highly unrealistic, and I loved him, and I didn’t know him.”

When speaking of Mac, Ariana burst into tears. “I’m so sorry I’m crying. By no means was what we had perfect, but, like, f**k. He was the best person ever, and he didn’t deserve the demons he had. I was the glue for such a long time, and I found myself becoming…less and less sticky. The pieces just started to float away.”


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Paulina Gretzky Slays In Green Crop Top While Bonding With ‘Southern Charm’ Stars In Charleston – Pic

Paulina Gretzky Slays In Green Crop Top While Bonding With ‘Southern Charm’ Stars In Charleston – Pic

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Paulina Gretzky picked another stunning outfit while hanging out in Charleston with her pals from ‘Southern Charm,’ rocking a mint green bra top and matching leggings.

Paulina Gretzky is spending time with friends while watching fiancé Dustin Johnson hit the links at the PGA Tournament. The model, 32, posed for a cute photo in Charleston, South Carolina with two of her buddies: Southern Charm stars Craig Conover and Austin Kroll. The threesome were visiting Craig’s shop, Sewing Down South.

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Paulina looked gorgeous as always in a seriously sexy coordinating outfit. She donned a revealing bra top showing ample cleavage, paired with matching leggings, both in a mint green hue — perfect for spring. Paulina, whose father is NHL great Wayne Gretzky, covered up with a light blue hoodie and accessorized with tinted sunglasses and chunky white sneakers. Too cute!

Paulina’s known for wearing cute outfits, and she’s amassed quite the collection of crop tops. She rocked a pink cropped cardigan (held together by one button) and a matching mini skirt and purse to celebrate Mother’s Day with her parents, Dustin, and their two boys: River, 3, and Tatum, 6. She was even gifted a giant bouquet of pink roses to go along with her ensemble!

Paulina Gretzky strolls the course during the 2018 US Open Golf Championship (Julio Cortez/ AP/ Shutterstock)

The trip to South Carolina comes amidst wedding speculation for Paulina and Dustin, who have been engaged since 2013. Fans were convinced that it’s coming soon, after Paulina was spotted looking at wedding gowns with none other than Vera Wang, whom she thanked on Instagram for “making my dreams come true.” She added, “You are a queen & friend @verawang thank you.”

But did she say yes to the dress? Paulina sadly didn’t find “the one” to marry her guy in just yet! When asked in an interview with Golfweek, Dustin confirmed that they still haven’t set a wedding date. But soon!


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Rick Ross – She On My Dick (feat. Gucci Mane) (Uncensored)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Who at the door?
Put the money up
I’ma be done kilt one of these niggas ’round here man
Who dat is?
Uhhhhh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I had to wet the donkey, get some pillow seats
Parkin’ bean projects where the killers be
Can’t be talkin’ out loud or niggas gettin’ shot
Homicide, died in the line of hip hop
All my niggas out the scott snagged the quick slop
Swear to god I’ma die for this wristwatch
Growing up at risco they called us piss poor
Realest nigga in the city, let a bitch know
Red bottoms all white just to shoot dice
Rick Brown leave ya, do it like I’m Big Mike
Jabar home, going on his fifth Rolls Royce
I drop the top and let him wave at the dope boys
Fake golds, niggas front with these dracos
Walk up on ’em with the forty and the case closed
Double M the label with the most pesos
I bought a condo and that bitch got eight floors

[Hook: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick
Richest nigga in the city so she on my dick
It make sense, she on my dick
Making moves in the city so she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
I’m making moves, she on my dick

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I get a rush when I see these bitches watching me
It’s like a high when I see these bitches jocking me
She on my dick like she heard what I’m ordering
Drop top Mulsanne, it’s just one of these
She on my dick like she seen some’ she shouldn’t’ve seen
Two hundred thou’, one hundred’s crammed in my Givenchy jeans
And she just wanna make a scene, tryna join the team
And I just wanna paint her face like it’s Maybelline
Bill Belichick, I just got another ring
Bust another check and I just bought a new machine
And like the Chargers I’m about to move the team
You bought a Charger, well Gucci bought a Lamborghin’

[Hook: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She see my moves, she on my dick
The richest nigga, yeah she on my dick

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Baby girl do your thing in your Vera Wang
Ever dealt with a nigga still dealing cocaine
Never made it to the game before it’s halftime
Ten stacks for the seats or you can have mine
Never seated by a snitch, they give me bad vibes
Pop a bottle every time you niggas flatline
Lot of bitches but I focus on my fab five
Made her count a half a ticket on the cab ride
Bitch ass nappy girl, you need that rich shit
It take real heart to wanna be a rich bitch
She was the youngest and her mama had six kids
Called her a dummy but she turned into a rich bitch
Run with a nigga with some money out in Memphis
She was posting pictures of the gifts that he would gift her
But the pussy goes to the richest nigga
And guess what? Rozay is that nigga!

[Hook: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She see my moves, she on my dick
The richest nigga, yeah she on my dick

Westside Gunn – Eric B (Hitler On Steroids Album)

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Yo, turned Judas for the Yeezy 2’s
Balmain biker suit with no bike
The Royce got no roof
Feel like I’ve been sellin’ dope my whole life
Celine on my team, A.P.C Kanye saggin’ in my dreams
Ran trains on Vera Wang, pray for Paris then you pray for me
Madonnas on the mock necks
Wave the MACs out the drop pair
Sportin’ DM in the BMs
Even the blind man he tryin’ to see the Feds
So now these all have zip
Sharks on the Givenchys, who wanna swim?
Gargle with Belaire, beware
Style so dope, Versace brains on the stairs
Elegance, Pyrex for measurements
Iceberg history, your misery, your missin’ the concepts
Android homie, your home, where the work?
Just [?], Dobermans on the shirt
Before I starve, hit [?] with a mop
Breakin’ bricks at Joyrich, we rich
Shootouts at Bally’s, left his brains on the suede joints
Yo Lord, I think I’m motherfuckin’ hit
Throwin’ testers out the window
Fiends scramblin’, I’m just dancin’ in my Kenzo
Pump the Enzo, wack crack spot mascots
For more [?] drug dealer dreams came true
Don’t get your moms burried, stylin’
Margiela Gats and the most sane
Pissin’ D’Ussé for a week straight
Saint Laurent over the Glock, kick in your door
All you seen was red bottom on the moccasins

[Hook]
Thank God he gave us drug dealin’
Thank God he gave us drug dealin’
Thank God he gave us drug dealin’

[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]
Yo, got the [?] joint watermelon
You saw the real in my eyes to where your powder swimmin’
Will fly fry God blessin’ America
Pardon my back, Pyrex, two-three cover the MAC
Immaculate with a half a brick
Bag the fish, then I scramble like [?]
Niggas know my repertoire, I dropped real tears when kid shot Escobar
Best of all time when it come down to this fly shit
All star, my rhyme, crime, drive-bys, line for line sick
Sportin’ [?] in Doomsday, compare me to [?], room spray
Got the beam on the Glock tip
Popped up in the drop six and shot flips
Caused the riot up at [?]
Gas stoves, use the hammer or the fork

[Hook]
Thank God he gave us drug dealin’
Thank God he gave us drug dealin’
Thank God he gave us drug dealin’
Thank God he gave us drug dealin’

Rick Ross – She On My Dick (feat. Gucci Mane)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Who at the door?
Put the money up
I’ma be done kilt one of these niggas ’round here man
Who dat is?
Uhhhhh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I had to wet the donkey, get some pillow seats
Parkin’ bean projects where the killers be
Can’t be talkin’ out loud or niggas gettin’ shot
Homicide, died in the line of hip hop
All my niggas out the scott snagged the quick slop
Swear to god I’ma die for this wristwatch
Growing up at risco they called us piss poor
Realest nigga in the city, let a bitch know
Red bottoms all white just to shoot dice
Rick Brown leave ya, do it like I’m Big Mike
Jabar home, going on his fifth Rolls Royce
I drop the top and let him wave at the dope boys
Fake golds, niggas front with these dracos
Walk up on ’em with the forty and the case closed
Double M the label with the most pesos
I bought a condo and that bitch got eight floors

[Hook: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick
Richest nigga in the city so she on my dick
It make sense, she on my dick
Making moves in the city so she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
I’m making moves, she on my dick

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I get a rush when I see these bitches watching me
It’s like a high when I see these bitches jocking me
She on my dick like she heard what I’m ordering
Drop top Mulsanne, it’s just one of these
She on my dick like she seen some’ she shouldn’t’ve seen
Two hundred thou’, one hundred’s crammed in my Givenchy jeans
And she just wanna make a scene, tryna join the team
And I just wanna paint her face like it’s Maybelline
Bill Belichick, I just got another ring
Bust another check and I just bought a new machine
And like the Chargers I’m about to move the team
You bought a Charger, well Gucci bought a Lamborghin’

[Hook: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She see my moves, she on my dick
The richest nigga, yeah she on my dick

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Baby girl do your thing in your Vera Wang
Ever dealt with a nigga still dealing cocaine
Never made it to the game before it’s halftime
Ten stacks for the seats or you can have mine
Never seated by a snitch, they give me bad vibes
Pop a bottle every time you niggas flatline
Lot of bitches but I focus on my fab five
Made her count a half a ticket on the cab ride
Bitch ass nappy girl, you need that rich shit
It take real heart to wanna be a rich bitch
She was the youngest and her mama had six kids
Called her a dummy but she turned into a rich bitch
Run with a nigga with some money out in Memphis
She was posting pictures of the gifts that he would gift her
But the pussy goes to the richest nigga
And guess what? Rozay is that nigga!

[Hook: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She see my moves, she on my dick
The richest nigga, yeah she on my dick

Meek Mill – Fa Sho (feat. T Dot) (Priorities 5 Album) letras

[Hook: Tdot Illdude]
I be getting money fucking hoes
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of things on me everywhere I go
If you on the other side then you got to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low
I keep my bitch in Celine that’s fa sho
I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that’s fa sho
I keep my hittas on the plane that’s fa sho
And the streets know my names that’s fa sho, sho

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I’ve been getting money on the low
Type of nigga buy a Birken for your hoe
Hundred thousand on me everywhere I go
Bought a Range just to drive it in the snow
Fuck you niggas talking shit is lit
Riding dirty got the chopper in the Bent
Got your baby momma trying to get a flick
Now nigga tell your baby momma fuck up off my dick
I’m just cooling with my young niggas
She in the VIP with all these drug dealers
Acting like she never fucked with you
And she told me that you a fuck nigga
When you popping like we popping my nigga ain’t no laying low
Mixing that Givenchy with Valentino camo
Fuck on the air mattress all in the bando
Dabbing like I’m Cam tho
Touchdown, yeah hoe

[Hook: Tdot Illdude]
I be getting money fucking hoes
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of things on me everywhere I go
If you on the other side then you got to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low
I keep my bitch in Celine that’s fa sho
I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that’s fa sho
I keep my hittas on the plane that’s fa sho
And the streets know my name that’s fa sho, sho

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Yea, mobbing at the clear port
Richard Milli all plain like the air port
Therefore I am flyer than an air force
Looking devilish I pull up in that red Porsch
Now we got your bitch up on the money train
I heard she fucking what’s his name and what’s his name
We only know your wifey by her Twitter name
I only pop the perc so I don’t feel the pain
Feel the pain, feel the pain, make them feel the flame
All these corny niggas winning I don’t know who to blame
But maybe its the internet, I’ve been busy counting money you should do the same
Every nigga round me got a body
Shorty with me trying to kick it like karate
In my DM acting thirsty word to Gotti
And it be going down when I pull up to the party

[Hook: Tdot Illdude]
I be getting money fucking hoes
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of things on me everywhere I go
If you on the other side then you got to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low
I keep my bitch in Celine that’s fa sho
I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that’s fa sho
I keep my hittas on the plane that’s fa sho
And the streets know my names that’s fa sho, sho

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
I’m still balling, money still calling
I’m on my eigth Rollie, niggas still talking
Flood the whole band, it look like real water
Ticket after ticket I feel like I’m will calling
Niggas hating on me I don’t feel for ’em
Cause my South Philly niggas kill at will for ’em
And my North Philly niggas do the drill for ’em
The lawyers paid nigga made me spend a mil on ’em, pussy!
Blow the motherfucking money on these niggas

[Hook: Tdot Illdude]
I be getting money fucking hoes
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of things on me everywhere I go
If you on the other side then you got to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low
I keep my bitch in Celine that’s fa sho
I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that’s fa sho
I keep my hittas on the plane that’s fa sho
And the streets know my names that’s fa sho, sho