lirik lagu diizii - pmf
[intro]
ooh (yeah, pardon my french, mama, pardon my french, mama)
ooh (yeah, pardon my french, mama, pardon my french, mama)
(yeah, ugh)
man, i’ll keep it goin’ for y’all n~ggas one last time
you know what i’m sayin’? sh~t
yeah, yeah
f~ck they heard? what the f~ck they talkin’ ‘bout?
like, what?
ooh (d~mn, i be cookin’ up some sh~t)
ooh (ooh, ah, ooh, i’m with my gatin this b~tch, ah, ooh, ah)
know what i’m sayin’? (agh, ooh)
the f~ck? (ah, diizii!)
[chorus]
uh, uh, you n~ggas can come up and play
just know that i’m good with the tec
uh (phew), ain’t n0body seein’ that sh~t
that’s why i’m never leavin’ hickeys on her neck
uh (ooh), uh (ah), not doin’ no work for no n~gga
that’s why i’m not reppin’ a set (buh!)
if you gamble your life and you don’t even know it
uh, you get what you get
pardon my french (ooh), mama (ah)
‘cause i’m f~ckin’ sh~t up and i’m all ‘bout that drama (ooh, ah)
slangin’ that iron like it’s a katana (slangin’ that, slangin’ that)
you playin’ that sh~t, n~gga, you is a goner (ooh~ooh), ah
pardon my french, mama
wouldn’t want this life for my sons or my daughters (nah, nah~nah)
and this sh~t gettin’ harder, the f~ck? (the f~ck?)
pardon my french, mama
[verse]
if it ain’t ‘bout a bag, i don’t keep in touch
i let it hang, i don’t keep it tucked
if it’s makin’ love, i’ma beat it up
i could paint her face or she could drink it up
is it really up? is it really not?
now this rap sh~t is all i got
you can get hit from any side
buh! (phew) buh! (phew) sh~t, i got it hot (ha~ha)
i’m chiefin’ this sh~t, got me stuck in the loop (stuck)
f~ck is you sayin’? i’m sw~ngin’ that tool (f~ck)
they said i did what? they said i was who?
f~ck it, lil’ n~gga, i do what i do
and she holdin’ me down, that’s facts (one hunnid)
pay up, lil’ b~tch, you know i tax (yeah)
now she askin’, “where the d~ck at?” (hol’ on)
two shots, ain’t no twin gats (fah~fah)
yeah, i’m ‘bouta f~ck it up, we ‘bouta f~ck sh~t up, pardon my french (yeah)
tell me, n~gga, how the f~ck i’ma like yo’ b~tch if i got me a ten? (what the f~ck?)
they lurkin’ on me, they type a text, but, n~gga, they ain’t ever send (lil’ b~tch)
i ain’t worried ‘bout no youngin’ and no b~tch, pardon my french (ooh~ooh)
yeah, me and def just been through some sh~t, but no, we not beefin’ (yeah)
this the last blunt of the night, little n~gga (okay)
i’m puffin’ this sh~t ‘til i’m done with the reefer (phew)
you droppin’ that wack ass sh~t, just keep it (ha)
i’ll tell you, i don’t give a d~mn ‘bout a beaver (d~mn)
this water on me, like, d~mn, i need a heater
i’ll call up my b~tch ‘cause i’m finna go feel her (ha, ha, ha)
just pardon my french ‘cause i’m with a ten
might crack in the backseat without a tint (yeah)
50 cent, n~gga, she f~ck many men (yeah)
not talkin’ my b~tch, i’m talkin’ ‘bout the last (yeah)
but f~ck that lil’ b~tch, i left her in the past (ooh)
i’ll give you the blunt, just pass back the gas (ooh)
cherish every moment, life movin’ too fast
f~ck all the fame, n~gga, give me the cash
no greetings, not seein’ if you wave like the sea (shh~shh)
i don’t f~ck wit’ y’all n~ggas and that’s how i be (shh~shh)
not sellin’ my soul, i’m just tryna live free (shh~shh)
my life is on lock and i got the key (yeah, yeah)
f~ck it, lil’ b~tch, i’m k!llin’ my beat
we on top, number one, not two, not three
is you fried like me and tdb?
you don’t get it now? just wait up and see
we f~ckin’, we causin’ a ruckus, we shootin’ them buckets (buh~buh~buh!)
the gat finna drum it, it got it a hunnid (buh~buh~buh!)
the hunnid round lookin’ like titties, you feel me? (buh~buh~buh!)
you feel me? you don’t, b~tch? well, you cannot k!ll me (buh~buh~buh!)
you k!lled me? you can’t, lil’ b~tch, i’ma tell you, you can’t k!ll a muh’f~ckin’ god
but really i’m human ‘cause there is a god
first was the flood and now it gon’ be fire (ooh~ooh)
you know who it is, diizii of actiive (yeah)
been ‘bout that sh~t, nah, i ain’t ever lackin’ (yeah)
tryna do some’? i’m finna go pack him (fah~fah~fah)
go do somethin’ else, just quit with the rappin’ (fah~fah~fah, yeah)
go do somethin’ else, just quit with the cappin’ (ha)
i’m high out my mind, i don’t know what happened (shh~shh)
who in the f~ck is you? i am not dappin’ you up (phew, phew)
sh~t, little n~gga, i’m spazzin’ (ooh~ooh)
[chorus]
uh, uh, you n~ggas can come up and play
just know that i’m good with the tec
uh (phew), ain’t n0body seein’ that sh~t
that’s why i’m never leavin’ hickeys on her neck
uh (ooh), uh (ah), not doin’ no work for no n~gga
that’s why i’m not reppin’ a set (buh!)
if you gamble your life and you don’t even know it
uh, you get what you get
pardon my french (ooh), mama (ah)
‘cause i’m f~ckin’ sh~t up and i’m all ‘bout that drama (ooh, ah)
slangin’ that iron like it’s a katana (slangin’ that, slangin’ that)
you playin’ that sh~t, n~gga, you is a goner (ooh~ooh), ah
pardon my french, mama
wouldn’t want this life for my sons or my daughters (nah, nah~nah)
and this sh~t gettin’ harder, the f~ck? (the f~ck?)
pardon my french, mama
[outro]
sh~t, we finished that sh~t off, homie
9 niight blunt
d~mn, and i guess it’s just one thing left to say
tuh, i’m ghost (i’m ghost, i’m ghost)
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