Dirty Diana Lyrics

[Background Voice:]
She like the boys in the bands
She knows when they come to town
Every musician's fan after the curtains comes down
She weighs the backstage door for those who have prestige
Who promise fortune and fame
A life that's so carefree

[Female Voice:]
You know I don't do this every time
I don't even remember listening to rap like this
But it's something when I heard you I feel like I knew you

Go with that game that you running hoe,
She gonna fuck me till I tell her what she wanna know
She say she moved away from home on a model shit
This is bullshit I ain't never see her model shit
She telling me right after parties like she in the game
Niggers I grew up watching call her and know her by name
She say she hate the life and she hates the niggers that's in it
So tell me how the fuck you mad at all but always be with 'em
I smell a motherfucking liar, tell me I'm wrong
She take her clothes off and suffer from taking too long
This shit's too rush so ain't tripping on a reputation
And now she ride me like she got light resurrection
We drunk as fuck, we laying down, she gets the pillow talking
She saying shit that let me know that she be Twitter stalking
She let me know she got a target on any kind of artist
But regardless I'm the hardest in these fucked up parties

[Background Voice:]
She like the boys in the bands
She knows when they come to town
Every musician's fan after the curtains comes down
She weighs the backstage door for those who have prestige
Who promise fortune and fame
A life that's so carefree

[Female Voice:]
You don't look at me now different do you
I swear when I look at you I don't see John Conner I see...
I would be with you if you didn't rap
I don't care about what you're doing

I just met her now she asked out
So I can bury it to the mouth until we pass out
In it for the money she be getting cash out
My niggers petrified so fucking gotta stand up
This shit is real same ol me I started catching feelings
Oh shit, I'm realizing how she catch these niggers
But I know I hit the road is 20 more to strike me
All the motherfucker stories she can tell my wifey
This real shit playing with fire making nigger wanna
She bad as hell plus I can fuck her anyway I wanna
She knows your secrets she know all the crazy shits you into
She know the rap to tell you that's closest to defend you
My nigger feel me she proposes man into trouble
This ho be only fucking artist producers, writers, under the covers
Drive her ass to make you say you love her
That's why I'm in my pocket now, trying to find her number

[Background Voice:]
She like the boys in the bands
She knows when they come to town
Every musician's fan after the curtains comes down
She weighs the backstage door for those who have prestige
Who promise fortune and fame
A life that's so carefree

[Female Voice:]
Ah she's cool as hell
I meet her at Dizzy's release party in Atlanta
Oh I thought I told you my ex plays for the Hawks
Yes it's so fucked up at Kami's Grammy party in LA
I meet him through my cousin
He kind of like my play cousin
He work at DeathJam
The VIP was o packed that night
So I'm in his next video
Ah you won't be seeing real brothers

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