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(Verse I) My homey Alex was flat-faced, head over heels,
madly in love with his shorty for real/call her Diane, his girlfriend, used to call her
Dee Dee for short, I can’t lie I dreamt the nastiest thoughts/ whenever I seen her,
but that ain’t important lets snap back, I’m going on a tangent, me and Alex went
back, way back like Lunchable snacks and Fruit Roll-Ups/my first smoke Alex was there, taught
me to roll-up, hold up back to Diane, he, he, he loved her so much, so much to the point
it upset all of the grown ups/his parents disapproved and her parents well lets just
say whenever he came around they were in a bad mood/very shrewd and even rude whenever
they seen him, not the happiest campers when he chilled over the weekend but his love for
her never faltered, he told me I would be his best man when he stood up at the alter
with her, bittersweet…
(Hook) She’s fly, tiger print claw tattooed on
her thigh/she’s real, open toed pumps with the six-inch heel/she’s dope, no undergarments
in the black trench coat/she’s cool, on her lower back had another tattoo
(Verse II) Now Diane she was like a thief in the night,
a venomous bite, poisonous like Ivy, or Michael Bivins/the horseshoes on the back of her True
Religions were far from a symbol of good luck/don’t want to call her a *** but her nice butt
and cat strut got her from a putt-putt to a Nissan to a nice truck/what was she thinking,
her and her friend, lady’s night out, casually drinking, met this man named Rashan, got into
mingling/incoming phone call from Alex she left it ringing, her mind more focused on
his and his blinging…/watch how an hour and a half later they were drunk in the parking
lot, getting hot like Tabasco sauce, liquor not wearing off, he offered her a back massage,
she nodded, so he unstrapped her bra and hit it like ya trick ya, in the back seat of a
two door car/now that’s some real tight cutty, did I mention she had some tight cutty,
Diane…
(Hook) She’s fly, tiger print claw tattooed on
her thigh/she’s real, open toed pumps with the six-inch heel/she’s dope, no undergarments
in the black trench coat/she’s cool, on her lower back had another tattoo
(Verse III) Now Diane had Alex’s life in her hand like
a mallet/while he was thinking about marriage, she was thinking about getting that cabbage,
getting that green like salad, pass the French dressing/now if sex was a weapon, she’d
be 007, with a license to kill any brethren, it’s that real/grew up in Dade County so
you know the chick is trill, money make her *** like boss Rick Ross, opened up Pandora’s
box like Trois hopping out the Porsche/there she goes, creeping in a vehicle, the driver
was anonymous like Bobby Valentino, but Alex never seen it, even if he did he probably
still wouldn’t believe it/she had him trapped up in a web of deception when all he ever
wanted was affection, such a damn shame/did I mention Diane was her name? Diane…
(Hook) She’s fly, tiger print claw tattooed on
her thigh/she’s real, open toed pumps with the six-inch heel/she’s dope, no undergarments
in the black trench coat/she’s cool, on her lower back had another tattoo
Diane, Diane, Diane, Diane…
