Princess Diana (Remix) Lyrics by Ice Spice feat. Nicki Minaj is the latest English song produced by RIOTUSA. Princess Diana (Remix) lyrics are written by Ice Spice, RIOTUSA & Nicki Minaj. The song was published on 14th April 2023.
Princess Diana (Remix) Song Details:
| Song: | Princess Diana (Remix) |
| Singer(s): | Ice Spice feat. Nicki Minaj |
| Produced by: | RIOTUSA |
| Written by: | Ice Spice, RIOTUSA & Nicki Minaj |
| Label(©): | Dolo Entertainment, Capitol Records & 10K Projects |
Princess Diana (Remix) Lyrics
Heavy On It, mm-hmm
New York, stand the fuck up (Grrah)
We come out, it look like Princess Diana on the street (Grrah)
Ayo, Ice
(Stop playin’ with ’em, RIOT)
(Finish ’em)
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn and I’m still gettin’ 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 chattin’, I don’t give a damn and I’m still gettin’ monеy, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, hе gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
And I just fell in love with a gangsta (Like)
So he put my name in a tat’ (Damn)
But I don’t let him come to the crib (Grrah)
So we get it on where we at (Grrah)
Nowadays, I be duckin’ them cameras
And they hype that I’m up on them banners
Callin’ 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 eatin’ oats (Huh)
Bitches not takin’ 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)
To her man, I’m the girl of his dreams
Thinkin’ ’bout me when he brushin’ his teeth
He keep textin’, I leave him on seen
Hottest bitch out and they know what I mean (Know what I mean)
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn and I’m still gettin’ 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 chattin’, I don’t give a damn and I’m still gettin’ 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 (Uno, dos, tres, quatro)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Boo, tomato)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
(This is a public service announcement, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, brr)
I, I, I be eatin’ my spinach (Spinach), they tried to clone my image (Image)
They burned, they London Bridges (Bridges), none of them bitches British (No)
I know they know the difference (Grr)
And I just fell in love with a gangsta (Grrah)
So I hold him down like an anchor (Grrah)
He said if I keep it a hundred (Grrah)
That he’ll keep me safe like a banker (Grrah)
Nowadays, I be makin’ ’em famous (Grrah)
She the princess so fuck who you lames is (Grrah)
Of course, I be pushin’ they buttons (Grrah)
I hold the control like the gamers (Woo)
Like grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches is ass if we keepin it crack
Bad little redhead, she ’bout to black
We come out, it’s a movie, but we don’t do BAP
Live from London, straight from the palace
Man dem ah gyalis ah text us like Dallas
Keep it a bean, yo
He talk nice ’cause the pussy game mean, ho (I knew it)
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn and I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (Brr)
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 (Oop)
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn and I’m still gettin’ 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 (Oop, damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Nope, grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass (Rrr)
Catch it, mm-hmm
Gag, it’s the gag for me, haha
Princess
Oop