Dirty Diana

This shit just don't sound cool, shit, CallUpTay, he's back on it Still pourin' drink out the double cup, I'm the one that ain't never been run up My bitch keep sayin' we f*ck a lot, keep it real, I don't think we fuckin' up Dumb bitch keep askin' how to watch 2-Tone, and he just said it's a one-on-one Old boy keep sayin' my name, he pussy, I'ma do him like the other one I don't care if my shit pop, cause I still got the hood and the grill on Fiend just told me to work so good, he was doin' a dance with C-Type Pops used to tell me it's work and a car, so we gotta limit the piss stops And I heard that nigga's been plyin' on me, so I gotta keep me up big now Came in this bitch with the gang, we 20 deep I'm in the feel like some cleats In the street, but I'm still in the streets Ain't really into the tweets Niggas suffer till we really meet. And they be like, I thought you was 2-line person I finna leave them six feet, get to it. My ex fumbled the bag, she blew it I would get to the cash, I knew it. I smack her ass, she threw it She like, hey Hus, you stupid. She just mad I can't play Cupid Suck me like she toothless. And I sent her home, deuces Bitch, really got it. I'm the dog, I don't care who the hottest You be eatin' that lil' bitch pussy. I got that bitch in my pocket Know I'm the shit, so I pop it. Top on the grill, you see him, they coppin' I don't gotta tap it. I'm really lockin' Ha ha ha ha This shit just don't sound cool This the shit that got your bitch callin' my phone at 3 in the morning Ha ha ha ha