Diana (feat. King Combs)
Cheers to you for givin' me a chance
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your...
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style
Baby, we could take it all the way
Fast whips, cash trips, ass crisp
Yeah, you know I got it (what you want)
Bad bitch, mad thick, high fashion
I don't need a stylist, I'm him
Get you there, I could fly you in
Bad bitches, they be eyein' him
Heard I be with Smoke and them
Shake it, talk that shit you was talkin'
Hit it from the back wit' her archin'
Have her leavin' with a limp when she walkin'
I don't care if she lightskin or darkskin
Pussy watery, slippery, caution
Had to murder it, put it in a coffin
Course I love you, I hear that so often
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style
I ain't gon' lie, I need you
Don't let me in it (don't let me in it)
I might just breed you, look (I might just breed you)
She said she wanna be a teacher
Damn, in my head, she would look good as a teacher
She would look good as a teacher
Treat her with Balenciaga sneakers
Please her, baby, let me eat you
Home run, home run like Jeter
Don't make me catch you cheatin', beat her
RIP Capo, pull up in town
She said, oh, her brother's wooin'
She said she's seen' me around
She said she love what I'm doin' (I love it)
She said, do you remember me?
You was a friend to me
We start talkin' sexually, it's been a while
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your...
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style
Baby, we could take it all the way
Fast whips, cash trips, ass crisp
Yeah, you know I got it (what you want)
Bad bitch, mad thick, high fashion
I don't need a stylist, I'm him
Get you there, I could fly you in
Bad bitches, they be eyein' him
Heard I be with Smoke and them
Shake it, talk that shit you was talkin'
Hit it from the back wit' her archin'
Have her leavin' with a limp when she walkin'
I don't care if she lightskin or darkskin
Pussy watery, slippery, caution
Had to murder it, put it in a coffin
Course I love you, I hear that so often
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style
I ain't gon' lie, I need you
Don't let me in it (don't let me in it)
I might just breed you, look (I might just breed you)
She said she wanna be a teacher
Damn, in my head, she would look good as a teacher
She would look good as a teacher
Treat her with Balenciaga sneakers
Please her, baby, let me eat you
Home run, home run like Jeter
Don't make me catch you cheatin', beat her
RIP Capo, pull up in town
She said, oh, her brother's wooin'
She said she's seen' me around
She said she love what I'm doin' (I love it)
She said, do you remember me?
You was a friend to me
We start talkin' sexually, it's been a while
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your
Shorty, light-skinned, tatted, ass fat
I need your number and that's that
I need your number and that's that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Blagmon, Calvin Woods, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Christian Combs, Stephen Ellis Garrett, Timothy Z. Mosley, Pierre Richard Rene
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