DeeBaby - Dior lyrics
DeeBaby [Houston, Texas, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[DeeBaby - Dior lyrics]
Oh-I, I-I oh-I, I-I oh-I, I-I
Don't you be afraid of the dark
I'll stay with you in the eye of the storm
I'll stand until my legs can't hold me
Up anymore
Damn, MyBaad
Do you want Dior or Dior?
Love me for who I really am
I don't know if she want Fendi or Chanel
Every needle in the wall
She swing that hammer 'til she tired
Just follow me 'cause I
Could sacrifice it all
They say, "Baby
You been trippin' on them pills lately"
Told me to graduate, I didn't
But, I still made it
They said, "Baby, that ain't your child"
But, I still raised him
And I just bought a SRT
I guess I'm Hellraisin
As a child I got my back stabbed
I'm still bleedin'
Somewhere we throw away hoodies
Buy more when it's easy
Bussed down so many of them pounds
It put the Oh in Geesy
Police get hot then draw on me
'cause they see I'm inky
That's not a good enough reason
I could here you cry from a picture, baby
Mona Lisa I want a bad bitch to love me
I can't find the pieces
I'm havin' thoughts of goin' back
'cause I'm so tired of recent
She loved me, baby, you didn't
Then how the fuck she decent
Her heart been takin' I can't find it
I ain't know what's missin'
You only dropped the ball one time
Now it got missin' pieces
You did me wrong, I did you wrong
Now you got amnesia you never told me
So guess who told me they seen you with him
If you her bestfriend why you
Layin' in my bed, ohh
Inside your feelings tellin' me it's right
But feels so wrong
You pull up drunk to say some shit
You could've said on the phone
Slept in my bed 'til I got home
But, you can't stay too long
And if this secret gets out soon
Watch all hell break loose
These SRTs and AMGs
I used to ride a grey Buick
Seventeen years back at Atlanta
I start to feel like Ray Lewis
Forty-one hundred times
Pull up like I'm Hanes Truett
I'm with people we speakin' Vietnamese
It's gettin' fluent
I hanged with Crips durin' school
They put the C in truance
But, you in court by yourself
Don't see nobody there with you
Do you want Dior or Dior?
Love me for who I really am
I don't know if she want Fendi or Chanel
Every needle in the wall
She swing that hammer 'til she tired
Just follow me 'cause I
Could sacrifice it all
They say, "Baby
You been trippin' on them pills lately"
Told me to graduate, I didn't
But, I still made it
They said, "Baby, that ain't your child"
But, I still raised him
And I just bought a SRT
I guess I'm Hellraisin
As a child I got my back stabbed
I'm still bleedin'
Somewhere we throw away hoodies
Buy more when it's season
Bussed down so many of them pounds
It put the Oh in Geesy police get hot
Then draw on me 'cause they see I'm inky
That's not a good enough reason
Don't you be afraid of the dark
I'll stay with you in the eye of the storm
I'll stand until my legs can't hold me
Up anymore
Damn, MyBaad
Do you want Dior or Dior?
Love me for who I really am
I don't know if she want Fendi or Chanel
Every needle in the wall
She swing that hammer 'til she tired
Just follow me 'cause I
Could sacrifice it all
They say, "Baby
You been trippin' on them pills lately"
Told me to graduate, I didn't
But, I still made it
They said, "Baby, that ain't your child"
But, I still raised him
And I just bought a SRT
I guess I'm Hellraisin
As a child I got my back stabbed
I'm still bleedin'
Somewhere we throw away hoodies
Buy more when it's easy
Bussed down so many of them pounds
It put the Oh in Geesy
Police get hot then draw on me
'cause they see I'm inky
That's not a good enough reason
I could here you cry from a picture, baby
Mona Lisa I want a bad bitch to love me
I can't find the pieces
I'm havin' thoughts of goin' back
'cause I'm so tired of recent
She loved me, baby, you didn't
Then how the fuck she decent
Her heart been takin' I can't find it
I ain't know what's missin'
You only dropped the ball one time
Now it got missin' pieces
You did me wrong, I did you wrong
Now you got amnesia you never told me
So guess who told me they seen you with him
If you her bestfriend why you
Layin' in my bed, ohh
Inside your feelings tellin' me it's right
But feels so wrong
You pull up drunk to say some shit
You could've said on the phone
Slept in my bed 'til I got home
But, you can't stay too long
And if this secret gets out soon
Watch all hell break loose
These SRTs and AMGs
I used to ride a grey Buick
Seventeen years back at Atlanta
I start to feel like Ray Lewis
Forty-one hundred times
Pull up like I'm Hanes Truett
I'm with people we speakin' Vietnamese
It's gettin' fluent
I hanged with Crips durin' school
They put the C in truance
But, you in court by yourself
Don't see nobody there with you
Do you want Dior or Dior?
Love me for who I really am
I don't know if she want Fendi or Chanel
Every needle in the wall
She swing that hammer 'til she tired
Just follow me 'cause I
Could sacrifice it all
They say, "Baby
You been trippin' on them pills lately"
Told me to graduate, I didn't
But, I still made it
They said, "Baby, that ain't your child"
But, I still raised him
And I just bought a SRT
I guess I'm Hellraisin
As a child I got my back stabbed
I'm still bleedin'
Somewhere we throw away hoodies
Buy more when it's season
Bussed down so many of them pounds
It put the Oh in Geesy police get hot
Then draw on me 'cause they see I'm inky
That's not a good enough reason