Dirty Diana

Dirty Diana, Bitch uh

Wock in my cup thats that dirty diana, pour up a for of that pineapple fanta, she wanna fuck me she calling me handsome, I up that pole make em strip like a dancer, said he want smoke bitch we passing out cancer, I up that 5 he get lit like a candle, he claiming he tough but there ain't shit i can't handle, bang on that **** like Julius Randle

Fuck **** play ain't go lay ima blam em, they gon be hangin this bitch on a banner, just like a dummy we crashing like bandicoot, I heard your music bitch im not a fan of you, Q3 a steppa that sushi be jammin too, Im Q3 the build im bringin them hammers through, shot after shot like they bringin them cameras through, get out the way when Im swingin that blamma, you better duck (duck), no FBG we let shots out the blick, bet a **** get plucked (bet a **** get plucked), he get put on tv or get left on his dead, and I dont give a fuck (and I dont give a fuck), I can't cuffin no hoe cause these bitches be six, and bitch you outta luck (luck), if a **** get hit then his shitle get split bitch, poppin his top cuz that boy wanna act hard, we bend his block then skirt off in a Jaguar, bro throwing bullets he feeling like Brett Farve, bitch Im up next why the fuck would I slack off, ice on me freezing me up like Im Jack Frost, bitch I be having my money like Shaq toss, no UPS you know bro get the pack gone, fuck from the back then Im sending her back home

Wock in my cup thats that dirty diana, pour up a for of that pineapple fanta, she wanna fuck me she calling me handsome, I up that pole make em strip like a dancer, said he want smoke bitch we passing out cancer, I up that 5 he get lit like a candle, he claiming he tough but there ain't shit i can't handle, bang on that **** like Julius Randle

Dirty Diana, Dirty Diana, got too many hoes bitch Im feeling like santa, and just like a poser get froze like a mannequin we turned that boy to a phantom no Danny, now he a pack I ain't talkin bout fendi, this tool come in handy, ain't talkin bout mandy, these **** be goofy they sweeter than candy, they know Q3 a savage ain't talkin bout wendy, moon walk on a ****, moon walk on a ****, he got out of line now they chalkin that ****, if you not my kind i can't talk to you ****, you not one of mine i can't walk with you ****, and if he tryna run then we hawken that ****, bitch, if I send a shot we won't brick it, they tryna hop on the wave like a critique, and that bitch want me now cuz she know im the ticket (she know im the ticket)

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