K Hus, CallupTay, PRODBY ELI - 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 fuck 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

Written by:
Kashawn Goldsby

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