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diane freestyle - mir blackwell lyrics

diane freestyle lyrics
[chorus: haztik]
hop up on a beat and k!ll a rapper on some petty sh*t
bottle look like a black well when the henny hit
run a tournament on side switchers and they getting mixed
heard there’s a bag on your head, we gon get it, b*tch
ran down, man down and we picked his package up
blam bow bam pow! he comical, we pack him up
gta chop, i see a b*tch and i have to f*ck
i just pulled the valet, so you know this sh*t gon back it up

[verse: mir blackwell]
shorty said i couldn’t get no ass until the track is up
ed asner, when i’m in the p*ssy i be acting up
she talk a lot of sh*t, you back it up or you can back it up
the way she brought wraps, you would think i didn’t lab enough
the way i run thеse tracks, i don’t think these n*ggas lapping us
bluе up on my body, i’m the captain when i’m in a crunch
two minute warning i’m more active when i’m in a clutch
weeding out the snakes and i had to pack em in the blunt
need a tall b*tch, fat ass like she diane
move that white girl in the back, ask shy and
young n*gga been talkin’ spicy, no cayenne
had to k!ll a p*ssy, i don’t care bout her life span
look, i need a giant b*tch to get the titties moving
i know when we link she finna rip me out my tunic
i love it when they perky, i love it when they drooping
the way she hit them high notes, i never had to tune it
life come with high low a six foot five four
i don’t get even with a b*tch, i keep her tied though
life come with high low, show b*tch my hoe
heard what you saying, but don’t ask me where my eyes go
like to get degraded when i hit, let me pound it stupid
she showed me some sh*t i never seen, i’m still down to do it
if i need a b*tch taken out, i get my hounds to do it
motherf*ckers pull up with the heat and i’ma flash the doom then
i’m not the same n*gga that you know bout
right wrist on goku, know i had to bring the glow out
ask pe$o pete why i had to switch the flow out
blue up on my body, told the n*gga check the code out
i’m tryna go down fore i hit, don’t wanna rush things
all that i can eat inside that p*ssy it’s a buffet
shorty told me that my d*ck longer than a rough day
b’s on my mind, look at mirror, that’s a mustang
huh, b*tch, look, i’m a hazard n*gga
white b*tch all on my kob, ask haztik, n*gga
people hit me up about some beef, but we passed it, n*gga
n*ggas could be active in the street, but y’all passive n*ggas
[chorus: haztik]
hop up on a beat and k!ll a rapper on some petty sh*t
bottle look like a black well when the henny hit
run a tournament on side switchers and they getting mixed
heard there’s a bag on your head, we gon get it, b*tch
ran down, man down and we picked his package up
blam bow bam pow! he comical, we pack him up
gta chop, i see a b*tch and i have to f*ck
i just pulled the valet, so you know this sh*t gon back it up

- mir blackwell lyrics

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