pagne - diana lyrics
[intro: pagne]
who gone stop this kid?
ahhhh, shit man
yo, just pour me drink of your strongest shit
i’m not even tripping right now bro
just pour some henny in there
a lil jame
h-ll yea let me get that
how much? (laughs)
bet
ouuuuu shit!
the f-ck did you put in this shit bro
god d-mn, god
you tryna have me out by 12 o clock
d-mn, god d-mn 12 o clock man
party just started man
shit, man gimmie that cup man f-ck it
[hook 1: pagne]
hol up, hol up, hol up
she want a piece of me
she want a piece of v
i told that b-tch to
hol up, hol up, hol up
she want a piece of me
she want a piece of v
i told that
[verse 1: pagne]
it’s a friday night yea
and you know i’m feeling right girl
all white with the cortez nike pearls
leaning off that dirty sprite
ouu i can’t feel my face
music blasting need a hearing aid
all that money you acc-mulate
girl do your thing
you know i love to see the booty swang
go ahead girl and make some change yea
you ain’t my style but you’re just my type
(young thang)
she thick as f-ck
wanna feel her thighs
but that sign says no hands
but i’ve never seen a pole dance
i’m addicted to slow jams
never been about romance
say you only get one chance
girl i only need one dance
[chorus: pagne]
the f-ck in my cup
i’m tryna
hol up wait
the f-ck in my cup?
(yea)
the f-ck in my cup
i’m tryna
hol up wait
the f-ck in my cup?
(yea)
i’m tryna one, two get up on you
i’m tryna three, four throw you some more
you wanna five, six
the f-ck in my cup
the f-ck did you put in my cup?
pagne
the f-ck in my cup
i’m tryna
hol up wait
the f-ck in my cup?
(yea)
the f-ck in my cup
i’m tryna
hol up wait
the f-ck in my cup?
(yea)
i’m tryna one, two get up on you
i’m tryna three, four throw you some more
you wanna five, six
the f-ck in my cup
the f-ck did you put in my cup?
[verse 2: pagne]
and girl you must not own jeans
cus that -ss is od
been tryna put you on the snap ma lowkey
just tryna find out your name girl
i know you saw me
these f-cking funds i’m throwing
oh yea the n-gg- balling
oh now you wanna act like that
well let me go and get my cash right back
kick her off like a hacky sack
but god d-mn it’s fat
just like a donkey sitting on her back
mothaf-cker tryna damage that yea
and you got all the moves to keep a n-gg-s mood
no i’m not tryna be rude but how you so d-mn smooth?
[chorus: pagne]
the f-ck in my cup
i’m tryna
hol up wait
the f-ck in my cup?
(yea)
the f-ck in my cup
i’m tryna
hol up wait
the f-ck in my cup?
(yea)
i’m tryna one, two get up on you
i’m tryna three, four throw you some more
you wanna five, six
the f-ck in my cup
the f-ck did you put in my cup?
pagne
the f-ck in my cup
i’m tryna
hol up wait
the f-ck in my cup?
(yea)
the f-ck in my cup
i’m tryna
hol up wait
the f-ck in my cup?
(yea)
i’m tryna one, two get up on you
i’m tryna three, four throw you some more
you wanna five, six
the f-ck in my cup
the f-ck did you put in my cup?
[outro: pagne]
diana yea
diana, diana, diana, yea
diana
she said her names diana
that pretty thang’s diana
her booty swang diana
the f-ck did you put in my cup?
pretty thing let me talk to you yea
pretty thing let me talk to you
pretty thing let me talk to you yea
pretty thing let me talk
and girl i’m the one to blame
for the storm
yea i made it rain
go ahead girl and make some change
but you probably never feel the pain
but you probably never, but you probably never
k bye
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