Diagnosis Lyrics

[Spoken Intro]
I've got your diagnosis
The test results are in (haha)

[Chorus: David Munster]
Diagnosis, I've got the shit on you
I've got the dirt, we've been knew
Diagnosis, for your god damn nerves
Everybody knows now, everybody's heard
D-D-Diagnosis, I've got the shit on you
I've got the dirt, we've been knew
Diagnosis, for your god damn nerves
Everybody knows now, everybody's heard

[Verse 1: David Munster]
(David Munster)
First, shut your mouth, 'cause I know who you are
You think you're a star, you're more than you are
T-T-T-That's cute, 'cause I've seen all your scars
You're adequate at most, a piece of shit so far
Well, that's not the only thing I heard
The girlies spilled the tea and that shit was so good
You're a joke, no one's laughing with you
We're all just waiting until you get a f*cking clue (f*cking clue)
Why won't you get a f*cking clue? (clue, clue, clue)
When are you gonna get a f*cking clue? (clue, clue, clue)
No one f*cking likes you (clue, clue, clue)

[Pre-Chorus: David Munster]
I know you're mad at us
And we just paid you dust
I know you're mad at us
Exposing you, baby, is what we do best

[Chorus: David Munster]
Diagnosis, I've got the shit on you
I've got the dirt, we've been knew Diagnosis, for your god damn nerves
Everybody knows now, everybody's heard
D-D-Diagnosis, I've got the shit on you
I've got the dirt, we've been knew
Diagnosis, for your god damn nerves
Everybody knows now, everybody's heard
(Hey baby boy, do you got any tea for me?)

[Verse 2: BabiBoy]
(Cough, cough)
These bitches make me sick
I've got a diamond pendant just to match it with the wrist
I'm busy making hits, all these bitches are a miss
Time to give it up, bitch, the jig is up
I just a need a man to eat me out and pay my bills
Hotter than a fever, give that motherf*cker chills
He just swipe his visa, then we ride up in the hills
Oh, we chilling in Ibiza doing coke and popping pills
Anyway, you bitches want the tea?
Well, baby, here's the tea
I heard she's sucking dick, but she's doing it for free
She say she's making moves, but she's lying through her teeth
So I hope you die slow, 'cause jealousy is a disease, bitch

[Pre-Chorus: David Munster, BabiBoy]
I know you're mad at us (bitch, bitch)
And we just paid you dust (bitch, bitch)
I know you're mad at us (bitch, bitch)
Exposing you, baby, is what we do best

[Spoken Outro]
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David Munster
Ugh!
Ooh, that's hot!

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