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bankroll qu3l - dirty diana lyrics

[intro:bankroll qu3l]
dirty diana, b+tch uh

[chorus:bankroll qu3l]
wock in my cup thats that dirty diana, pour up a for of that pineapple fanta, she wanna f+ck me she calling me handsome, i up that pole make em strip like a dancer, said he want smoke b+tch we passing out cancer, i up that 5 he get lit like a candle, he claiming he tough but there ain’t sh+t i can’t handle, bang on that n+gga like julius randle

[verse 1:bankroll qu3l]
f+ck n+gga play ain’t go lay ima blam em, they gon be hangin this b+tch on a banner, just like a dummy we crashing like bandicoot, i heard your music b+tch 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 bl!ck, bet a n+gga get plucked (bet a n+gga get plucked), he get put on tv or get left on his dead, and i dont give a f+ck (and i dont give a f+ck), i can’t cuffin no hoe cause these b+tches be six, and b+tch you outta luck (luck), if a n+gga get hit then his sh+tle get split b+tch, 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, b+tch im up next why the f+ck would i slack off, ice on me freezing me up like im jack frost, b+tch i be having my money like shaq toss, no ups you know bro get the pack gone, f+ck from the back then im sending her back home

[verse 2:bankroll qu3l]
dirty diana, dirty diana, got too many hoes b+tch 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 n+ggas be goofy they sweeter than candy, they know q3 a savage ain’t talkin bout wendy, moon walk on a n+gga, moon walk on a n+gga, he got out of line now they chalkin that n+gga, if you not my kind i can’t talk to you n+gga, you not one of mine i can’t walk with you n+gga, and if he tryna run then we hawken that n+gga, b+tch, if i send a shot we won’t brick it, they tryna hop on the wave like a critique, and that b+tch want me now cuz she know im the ticket (she know im the ticket)

[outro:bankroll qu3l]
(uh dirty diana, this that dirty diana n+ggas know what the f+ck goin on, uh dirty diana, dirty diana, dirty diana, dirty diana, dirty diana, uh), dirty diana, b+tch, dirty diana, uh dirty diana, dirty diana, dirty diana, uh dirty diana, ay im out this sh+t tho

- bankroll qu3l lyrics

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