Kalan.FrFr
Diry Diana*
Lyrics from snippet

[Verse 1]
Still outside, you on fire
Girl, you hot, you scorchin'
Ice in mine, lemon-lime, pop this shit, imported
[?] in mine, yeah
Got them icky vicky sticky
Fuck them Calvin Klein's, yeah
She do private dining, can't get caught in Ocean Prime
I knew she was dangerous, her cuban hit like mine, yeah
I knew she was dangerous, hit her line, damn
Fucked her in that Bentley truck then drove it like it's mine
She said I'm her only one but wе both know she lying

[Chorus]
Dirty Diana, ayy
Dior your purse and your sandals, huh
You might be too much to handlе, huh
They don't treat you regular (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Can't go no where regular
Can't wear that, that's regular
Poppy high like 305, Bootsy Bellows regular
First class, private flights, she do all that, that's regular
She said, "All this new to you," I lied like, "Nah, it's regular"
Fuck you, act like I don't fuck with you, I treat you regular
If I was dead broke, these n***as still come fuck you regular
[Chorus]
Dirty Diana, ayy
Dior your purse and your sandals, uh
You might be too much to handle, huh
They don't treat you regular
Dirty Diana, ayy
Dior your purse and your sandals, uh
You might be too much to handle, huh
They don't treat you regular

[Outro]
Go boss up on me
Dirty Diana (Dirty Diana)
You got your types, got your standards, huh, yeah
Can't ride that Benz, that one standard, huh, yeah
If he ain't top 10, he can't have none, huh, ayy
Dirty Diana (Dirty Diana)