1997 DIANA lyrics

[Intro]
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, yay!

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
n*ggas talk sh*t, talk a whole lot of sh*t
Need to stop talking sh*t and give us more, more
n*ggas talk sh*t, talk a whole lot of sh*t
Need to stop talking sh*t and give us more, more
n*ggas talk sh*t, talk a whole lot of sh*t
Need to stop talking sh*t and give us more, more
n*ggas talk sh*t, talk a whole lot of sh*t
Need to stop talking sh*t and give us more, more, more

[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
Kiss the shoulder, hop in the Corolla
These b*tches talkin' sh*t like the bottom of porta-potties
Bright ass yellow teeth, you a sh*t talker, gossip
Legs movin' like a salsa dancer
Drunk, fallin' out ya car like a flaccid di*k
Aww man, god damn, what the f*ck wrong with ya?
Say it to my face, pus*y-ass boy
Need a Altoid for your hot breath, life a hot mess
Pop your biceps, cue the roid rage

[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
I think I got like five more albums inside my mind
This that sh*t, that do or die, make your grandmama cry
Keep some baggy jeans on me, keep a Billie Jean on me
Got that New Orleans on me, smellin' like a queen to ya
[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
Cu—cu—cuc*mber lemonade, I need something fresh today
Barber make the texture fade, actin' out like it's charades
Strawberry sweater fleece, baby, give me something sweet
We don't gotta be discreet, moonwalking between the seats

[Verse 4: Matt Champion]
Hit on that beat and then stop (Ahh!)
Hop on that booty like who the hell cutie
Like I don't know cootie
My mama ain't raise no b*tch-ass
Ain't no kiss-ass, ain't no—
Get the f*ck out of my face now [Burp]
Get the f*ck out of my way now
You are so far off my level
Stop!

[Verse 5: Kevin Abstract & Dom McLennon]
In the barber shop with my n*ggas, ay
I ain't never soft for my n*gga, ay
I ain't never copy no n*gga, ay
So quit talkin', b*tch n*gga, (quit yo talkin', b*tch) ay
Ay, I wanna buy a Jeep
Ay, that's my energy
Trilogy, that's history
Southside, baby, rest in peace
[Verse 6: Dom McLennon]
Uh, lordy lordy, testify, yeah
Got explosives in my mind, yeah
Search for feelings I can't find, yeah
I'm a ghost because I grind, yeah
Made a deal with Father Time, yeah
Told me "Find a way to shine," yeah
"I can make you live forever
All you gotta do is dance until you die," yeah

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
n*ggas talk sh*t, talk a whole lot of sh*t
Need to stop talking sh*t and give us more, more
n*ggas talk sh*t, talk a whole lot of sh*t
Need to stop talking sh*t and give us more, more
n*ggas talk sh*t, talk a whole lot of sh*t
Need to stop talking sh*t and give us more, more
n*ggas talk sh*t, talk a whole lot of sh*t
Need to stop talking sh*t and give us more, more, more

[Outro]
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, yay!