paroles de chanson Dirty Diana - BlindBoi

Let's break it down y'all
Add up the fucking facts
Subtract the cap
And what the fuck does that leave you?
The truth
Lets get it

Toting the 40 and 50
I'm moving my pack
And I move it legitly
I'm making the racks
And I count 'em quickly
I make all the bands
And I spend them so swiftly
I'll fuck on your hoe
But she do not tempt me
All the perc's they got me empty
I'm counting up hundreds
While your counting 20's
I've been snorting 30's

But I'm gonna run this shit
Like I'm Usain Bolt
I'm a lightning bolt
Your a striking pole
I'm Muhammad Ali
with the striking blow
In the 15th round before final vote
Like a hunter I'll go for the throat
I'll slice slice slice until you
Choke on your own blood though
You think that I do this shit for fun no

But you know that Im always gon roll the dice
Looking on my wrist and all you gonna see is fucking ice
Patek on my wrist that yeah that shit shine so motherfucking bright
Mixing purple with the mother mother mother fucking sprite

Sipping on that Dirty Diana
I mix my lean with my Fanta
I got all these hoes you can call me fucking Santa (ha)
I guess that's why my heart is so motherfucking cold
I been living in the snow
Rocking it in the North Pole (oh)

My flow automatic
Cock back I'mma have it
So anticlimactic
You are so dramatic
This rap shit so simple
Just follow schematics
I'm flipping the script
I'm so acrobatic
I'm drowning in the syrup
I'm going too commercial
Killing all my shows
And I don't need no rehearsal

This shit is some heat and I'm not talking bout thermal
Write this shit down go ahead and grab your journal
Grab your journal
My rhymes they eternal
I'm a general
You are just a fucking colonel
I am toting some twins
Ride your block
Ill spin again
Shoot your shawty and Ill shoot your friend
I will not play pretend
I been toting dual akimbo
Shoot one shot and you will do the limbo
Its just that simple
Pop a couple benzo's
Ha, yeah, I been

Toting the 40 and 50
I'm moving my pack
And I move it legitly
I'm making the racks
And I count 'em quickly
I make all the bands
And I spend them so swiftly
I'd fuck on your hoe
But she do not tempt me
All the perc's they got me empty
I'm counting up hundreds
While your counting 20's
I've been snorting 30's

But I'm gonna run this shit
Like I'm Usain Bolt
I'm a lightning bolt
Your a striking pole
I'm Muhammad Ali
with the striking blow
In the 15th round before final vote
Like a hunter I'll go for the throat
I'll slice slice slice until you
Choke on your own blood though
You think that I do this shit for fun

Pistol whip a bitch if she gon' try and run
45 gon' blow I'm talking bout my gun
40 bouta blow this shit is so much fun

Toting the 40 and 50
I'm moving my pack
And I move it legitly
I'm making the racks
And I count 'em quickly
I make all the bands
And I spend them so swiftly
I'd fuck on your hoe
But she do not tempt me
All the perc's they got me empty
I'm counting up hundreds
While your counting 20's
I've been snorting 30's