Dirty Diana ft. CallupTay & PRODBY ELI Lyrics

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