Ice Spice Lyrics
Read the official lyrics to ‘Princess Diana’ by Ice Spice and sing along.
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Ice Spice – Princess Diana Lyrics
Intro
Grrah, grrah
(Stop playing with ’em, RIOT)
Chorus
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move Wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chatting, I don’t give a damn and I’m still getting money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move Wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chatting, I don’t give a damn and I’m still getting money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinking you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
Verse 1
And I just fell in love with a gangsta (Like)
So he put my name in a tatt’ (Damn)
But I don’t let him come to the crib (Grrah)
So we get it on where we at (Grrah)
Nowadays I be ducking them cameras
And they hype that I’m up on them banners
Calling my phone, but they know I don’t answer (Why?)
In the hood, I’m like Princess Diana (Grrah)
I’m thick ’cause I be eating oats (Huh)
Bitches not taking shit from me but notes
Wanna be me, so she do my emotes and my name in her mouth so
I bet she gon’ choke (Bitch)
Tell her man, I’m the girl of his dreams
Thinking ’bout me when he brushing his teeth
He keep texting, I leave him on seen
Hottest bitch out and they know what I mean (Know what I mean)
Chorus
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move Wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chatting, I don’t give a damn and I’m still getting money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move Wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chatting, I don’t give a damn and I’m still getting money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
Verse 2
Looking at me like who bigger than she? (Who?)
I’m the one who they wishing to be (Damn)
Taking my time, ’cause I don’t wanna bait
If you making your plate, then I already ate (Grrah)
Book a flight and go chill in Tulum
Turning heads when I walk in the room (Like)
I know he want me, his bitch is a lame and she make in a year what
I spend on a chain (Spend on my chain, grrah)
Making it rain (Making it rain)
Doing my thing (Like)
And I’m young, still getting money, my pockets is chubby,
Nothing was the same (Huh)
Taking ya boo (Taking ya boo), making it move
Like flexing on niggas and bitches addictive, feening for me how they usually do (Usually do)
Chorus
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move Wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chatting, I don’t give a damn and I’m still getting money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinking you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move Wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chatting, I don’t give a damn and I’m still getting money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinking you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
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