Diana
Pop Smoke King Combs Calboy Lyrics


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Cheers to you for givin' me a chance (oh)

Oh, huh

Shorty, light-skinned (woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (grrt)
I need your number and that's that (that's that, yeah)
I need your number and that's that (huh)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (yeah)
I like your style, I like your, uh
Shorty, light-skinned (woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (grrt)
I need your number and that's that (that's that)
I need your number and that's that (huh)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (yeah)
I like your style, I like your style (I like your style)

I ain't gon' lie, I need you (woo)
Don't let me in it (don't let me in it)
I might just breed you, look (I might just breed you, okay)
She said she wanna be a teacher
Damn, in my head, she would look good as a teacher (teacher)
She would look good as a teacher (teacher), uh
Treat her (treat her), with Balenciaga sneakers (oh)
Please her, baby, let me eat you
Home run, home run like Jeter (Jeter)
Don't make me catch you cheatin', beat her (bad boy)
RIP Capo, pull up in Tahoe
She said, "Oh, her brother's Wooin'" (Woo)
She said she's seen' me around (yup)
She said she love what I'm doin' (I love it)
She said, "Do you remember me?" (Me)
"You was a friend to me"
We start talkin' sexually, it's been a while

Shorty, light-skinned (woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (grrt)
I need your number and that's that (that's that, yeah)
I need your number and that's that (huh)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (yeah)
I like your style, I like your, uh
Shorty, light-skinned (woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (grrt)
I need your number and that's that (that's that, I guess)
I need your number and that's that (huh)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (yeah)
I like your style, I like your style (I like your)

Baby, we could take it all away
Fast whips, cash trips, ask Chris
Yeah, you know I got it (what you want?)
Bad bitch, mad thick, high fashion
I don't need a stylist, I'm him
Get you there, I could fly you in (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Bad bitches, they be eyein' him (say what?)
Heard I be with Smoke and them (skrrt-skrrt)
Shake it (shake it), talk that shit you was talkin' (talkin')
Hit it from the back wit' her archin' (wit' her archin')
Have her leavin' with a limp when she walkin' (when she walkin')
I don't care if she light-skin or dark-skin (I don't care)
Pussy watery, slippery, caution
Had to murder it, put it in a coffin (damn)
Course I love you, I hear that so often

Shorty, light-skinned (woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (grrt)
I need your number and that's that (that's that, yeah)
I need your number and that's that (huh)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (yeah)
I like your style, I like your style

Ayy, lightskin, tatted, ayy
I ain't got no heart 'cause I'm sad (I'm sad), ayy
And I grip a semi-automatic (automatic), ayy
Niggas get to tweakin', let 'em have it (let 'em have it)
And I came up from the block 'causin' havoc (havoc)
If it ain't about the money, it don't matter (it don't matter)
I'm a real life killer, she a ratter (ratter)
When I'm in in the Hellcat, baby, I'm a slatter (okay)
Lightskin, she ain't ever seen a nigga like this (like this)
Rollie shock a bitch like lightnin' (lightin')
I just give her dick and she like it (like it)
Wanna talk about real love, sorry I ain't got no heart, I wish that I did
But I like your smell and I like your style
Lil' baby and the vibe that I get

Shorty, light-skinned (woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (grrt)
I need your number and that's that (that's that)
I need your number and that's that (huh)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (yeah)
I like your style, I like your, uh
Shorty, light-skinned (woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (grrt)
I need your number and that's that (that's that)
I need your number and that's that (huh)




Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (yeah)
I like your style, I like your style

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Pop Smoke King Combs Calboy's song "Diana" are about the desire for a woman with a certain physical appearance and style. The song opens with Pop Smoke expressing gratitude for being given a chance with a woman he is interested in. He then proceeds to describe the woman's appearance - light-skinned and tatted with a voluptuous figure, black hair, a bob, and a nice smile. He compliments her style and expresses his desire for her number.


The second verse is performed by King Combs, who sings about his own desire for the same type of woman. He talks about his ability to provide for her, mentioning his wealth and connections. He also references his friendship and past flirtation with the woman. The final verse features Calboy, who sings about his lack of emotions and his tendency to cause trouble. He expresses his appreciation for the woman's appearance and style but admits that he cannot offer love because he has no heart.


The song is a typical hip-hop song that objectifies women and highlights the importance of physical appearance over other qualities. The lyrics are focused solely on the importance of having a woman who fits a certain physical type rather than emphasizing values such as personality or compatibility.


Line by Line Meaning

Cheers to you for givin' me a chance (oh)
Thank you for giving me a chance to express my interest in you.


Shorty, light-skinned (woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (grrt)
She is a petite woman with light skin, tattoos, and a curvy figure.


I need your number and that's that (that's that, yeah)
I want your phone number and nothing else will do.


Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (yeah)
She has black hair styled in a bob, with a nice smile that shows off her teeth.


I like your style, I like your, uh
I appreciate your personal style and flair.


I ain't gon' lie, I need you (woo)
To be honest, I feel a strong attraction to you.


Don't let me in it (don't let me in it)
Don't allow me to become emotionally invested in you.


I might just breed you, look (I might just breed you, okay)
I may lead to a sexual encounter that results in pregnancy.


She said she wanna be a teacher
She expressed an interest in being an educator.


Damn, in my head, she would look good as a teacher (teacher)
I find her attractive, even in the role of a teacher.


Treat her (treat her), with Balenciaga sneakers (oh)
I will show her appreciation by purchasing expensive designer shoes for her.


Please her, baby, let me eat you
I want to provide her with oral sex and sexual pleasure.


Home run, home run like Jeter (Jeter)
I will sexually satisfy her like a professional baseball player hits a home run.


Don't make me catch you cheatin', beat her (bad boy)
I will be angry and violent if she cheats on me.


RIP Capo, pull up in Tahoe
A tribute to a deceased friend while pulling up in a Chevy Tahoe.


She said, "Oh, her brother's Wooin'" (Woo)
She mentioned knowing a person with the last name Woo, who is her brother.


She said she's seen' me around (yup)
She acknowledged recognizing me from previous encounters.


She said she love what I'm doin' (I love it)
She expressed admiration for my lifestyle or personality.


She said, "Do you remember me?" (Me)
She reminded me of a previous acquaintance, inquiring if I remember her.


"You was a friend to me"
She remembers me as a friend, not just a casual acquaintance.


We start talkin' sexually, it's been a while
The conversation turns sexual, possibly after a long period of time of not seeing each other.


I need your number and that's that (that's that, I guess)
I persist in my efforts to obtain her phone number until I am successful, even if it takes extra effort.


Baby, we could take it all away
We could escape from reality and be carefree together.


Fast whips, cash trips, ask Chris
We could enjoy luxurious vehicles, vacations, and other extravagances if we were together.


Yeah, you know I got it (what you want?)
I am successful and have wealth or other desirable qualities.


Bad bitch, mad thick, high fashion
She is a sexually attractive woman with a curvy figure and a taste for expensive clothing.


I don't need a stylist, I'm him
My personal style is unique and does not depend on the input of a professional stylist.


Get you there, I could fly you in (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I have the means to fly her to exotic or desirable locations.


Bad bitches, they be eyein' him (say what?)
Other attractive women are interested in me.


Heard I be with Smoke and them (skrrt-skrrt)
Rumors circulate that I associate with a group of people who go by the name Smoke and others.


Shake it (shake it), talk that shit you was talkin' (talkin')
She should dance and continue to produce enticing or flirtatious talk.


Hit it from the back wit' her archin' (wit' her archin')
Engage in sexual intercourse with her from a position where she is arching her back.


Have her leavin' with a limp when she walkin' (when she walkin')
She will be physically hurt or sore from the sexual encounter.


I don't care if she light-skin or dark-skin (I don't care)
I am attracted to women of all skin tones and do not have a preference.


Pussy watery, slippery, caution
Her vagina produced a lot of vaginal lubrication and is slippery, so a warning to be cautious is implied.


Had to murder it, put it in a coffin (damn)
I performed sexual intercourse so well that it could be metaphorically compared to murder, and the sexual conquest is now dead or over.


Course I love you, I hear that so often
I hear the words "I love you" frequently, so they have lost some significance.


I like your style, I like your style
I mentioned liking her personal style earlier and reiterate that I still do.


Ayy, lightskin, tatted, ayy
I repeat her main identifying features of having light skin and tattoos.


I ain't got no heart 'cause I'm sad (I'm sad), ayy
I am feeling intense emotional pain, so I am incapable of love or compassion at this moment.


And I grip a semi-automatic (automatic), ayy
I have a weapon, possibly a handgun.


Niggas get to tweakin', let 'em have it (let 'em have it)
I will not hesitate to use my weapon if necessary, especially if someone is acting out of line or causing a disturbance.


And I came up from the block 'causin' havoc (havoc)
I have a history of causing trouble or chaos in my neighborhood or community.


If it ain't about the money, it don't matter (it don't matter)
I prioritize financial gain over everything else.


I'm a real life killer, she a ratter (ratter)
I am capable of murder in real life, while she is a person who tells the police confidential information.


When I'm in in the Hellcat, baby, I'm a slatter (okay)
When I am driving my Dodge Challenger Hellcat, I am a reckless driver who goes very fast and breaks the law.


Lightskin, she ain't ever seen a nigga like this (like this)
She has never encountered someone with my unique appearance or personality traits, being a light-skinned individual.


Rollie shock a bitch like lightnin' (lightin')
A Rolex watch, which is expensive and sought-after, can surprise or impress a woman.


I just give her dick and she like it (like it)
I can satisfy her sexually, even if it is the only favorable quality I possess.


Wanna talk about real love, sorry I ain't got no heart, I wish that I did
Despite my lack of emotional capacity, I would like to engage in a conversation about love if possible.


But I like your smell and I like your style
Apart from sexual attraction, I also appreciate distinctive features such as her unique scent and fashion sense.


Lil' baby and the vibe that I get
She is a young woman who gives off a particular aura or atmosphere.




Lyrics ยฉ Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Anthony Blagmon, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Calvin Woods, Christian Combs, Pierre Richard Rene

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Lyrics
[Intro: Playa & Pop Smoke]
Cheers to you for givin' me a chance (Oh)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke & Calboy]
Shorty, light-skinned (Woo), tatted, huh, ass fatโ€…(Grrt)
Iโ€…need your numberโ€…and that's that (That's that, yeah)
Iโ€…need your number and that's that (Huh, that's that)
Black hair,โŸbob,โŸniceโŸteeth, smile (Yeah)
IโŸlike your style,โŸI like your, uh
Shorty, light-skinned (Woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (Grrt)
I need your number and that's that (That's that)
I need your number and that's that (Huh, that's that)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (Yeah)
I like your style, I like your style

[Verse 1: King Combs]
Baby, we could take it all away
Fast whips, cash trips, ass crisp
Yeah, you know I got it (What you want?)
Bad bitch, mad thick, high fashion
I don't need a stylist, I'm him
Get you there, I could fly you in (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Bad bitches, they be eyein' him (Say what?)
Heard I be with Smoke and them (Skrrt, skrrt)
Shake it (Shake it), talk that shit you was talkin' (Talkin')
Hit it from the back wit' her archin' (Wit' her archin')
Have her leavin' with a limp when she walkin' (When she walkin')
I don't care if she light-skin or dark-skin (I don't care)
Pussy watery, slippery, caution
Had to murder it, put it in a coffin
Chris, I love you, I hear that so often


[Chorus: Pop Smoke & Calboy]
Shorty, light-skinned (Woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (Grrt)
I need your number and that's that (That's that, yeah)
I need your number and that's that (Huh)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (Yeah)
I like your style, I like your, uh
Shorty, light-skinned (Woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (Grrt)
I need your number and that's that (That's that)
I need your number and that's that (Huh, that's that)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (Yeah)
I like your style, I like your style (I like your style)

[Verse 2: Pop Smoke]
I ain't gon' lie, I need you (Woo)
Don't let me in it (Don't let me in it)
I might just breed you, look (I might just breed you, okay)
She said she wanna be a teacher
Damn, in my head, she would look good as a teacher (Teacher)
She would look good as a teacher (Teacher), uh
Treat her with Balenciaga sneakers (Oh)
Please her, baby, let me eat you
Home run, home run like Jeter (Jeter)
Don't make me catch you cheatin', beat her (Bad boy)
RIP Kapo, pull up in Tahoe
She said, "Oh, her brother's Wooin'" (Woo)
She said she's seen' me around (Yup)
She said she love what I'm doin' (I love it)
She said, "Do you remember me?" (Me)
"You was a friend to me"
We start talkin' sexually, it's been a while


[Chorus: Pop Smoke & Calboy]
Shorty, light-skinned (Woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (Grrt)
I need your number and that's that (That's that, yeah)
I need your number and that's that (Huh)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your, uh
Shorty, light-skinned (Woo), tatted, huh, ass fat (Grrt)
I need your number and that's that (That's that)
I need your number and that's that (Huh, that's that)
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile (Yeah)
I like your style, I like your style (I like your style)



All comments from YouTube:

@adzz2x

Donโ€™t cry because pop is gone, smile because he existed

@worldstare9041

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@post8148

Cant say pop without the smoke bro

@denniswith2nns669

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@mikeyy373

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@AlfreshcoOfficial

Pop Smoke never dies. He will always be here maybe not physically, but heโ€™ll always be here.

@noboy2765

@EDWIN jt not Dusty

@freddybetty

All facts no cap

@danielwilliams3297

His music will go down as some of the best music ever.

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