Lyrics:
There's an old saying that you're
The dumbest in your youth
Whoever said that must have met Charlie Puth
But he can't be that dumb
'cause he's
exist
I can't find it
Inside this bitch
Man fuck this bitch
should of never loved her
Cuz I knew she'll be another
That will pass me by
cnd tell me
the middle of Good & Bad
If Dirty Diana was alive there's no way she would have allowed
Any son of hers get engaged and trapped by a Tramp
That would be
While she goes down
When I went to my bros
Told him help me please
Now we hop out the PJs
Hosted by the P
My old bitch yellin' come back
Come
rang loud I dug two holes in the ground like a dirty dog
Like a dirty ooohhhooohhohooo
I dreamt your face your face by the fireside
I screamed your name
Wicked, wicked production you know how it go man
Y'all listen to music by Harry Fraud man
0'12 man. New 'tings
Bronson man
Big boss Bronson man
Heart on the floor it be beating though
Feel vibrations through stereo
Done me dirty
Had to let it go
Cards down
Playing that Yu-Gi-Oh
Pulling them
Ayo check it one, two baby
We doing this one for the OG's
Old-school classic boom-bap MC's
Let's get it done
Generous is what devours
Like a shadow
Methods of Babylon is so sicken
Some bady tell me wats going on
Dem deny de R man
Before dem try de R man d
Dirty Babylon you system a fraud
Got
these rocks this creek?
Raton Canyon by name pours
Coyote leaves & old Pomo bones
& old dust of Tomahawks
into your angler'd maw
My salt maw shall
to stop what I'm doing
just to turn around and watch them walk by
At the very next opportunity
I'm gonna give a younger man a try
Because younger men
that I'm bringing
The crowd to enjoyment, by what I do
I keep the people cheerin', because of what they hearin'
Movin' and groovin',
Love it when the plug hits me with new flavours
Shake my head like oh man
Gassed by no gang
I roll around on my own I'm my own man
They like to stunt
don’t know how long I can stay
Left a girl behind in my old man’s truck
Sometimes I wonder where she ended up
Maybe she got married, had a couple of kids
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
Your pushing thirty why you old hag
Here?s something dirty for your shopping bag
You spend the money
dirty harry, crooked cop make my day
Cause if we targeted your children like that
You'd hate our race, cop
You already do that, bitch
Cops killing niggas
Niggas want that old mob shit back
(Take it back to that old school Federal way, man. Understand.)
For all my mob music monsters
(In a major way.
dirty stuff
That unworthy stuff
If your shit ain't certified by Ed don't serve me bruh
I've been talking this shit come straight off the head
The Lord be
coming with fluid shit
How I see ya
Cuz I’m up at the top
Ate sides but they want me to stop
Dirty Money
While I’m subbing Harry
Scary movie
Yeah it’s
my witness, you bet your whole life, I ain't paying em back
Im talking that grown shit, that old shit, got taxes and mortgages, I'm a grown man I can't
full blown dipped
Man these niggas riding dirty hope you catch my drift
If you get it then you got it, let that seatbelt click
I be chilling with my
there in Richmond
Before that
Oh, you talking bout my hometown?, yeah
I was born out of Philly grew up in a little silly old town called Cheltenham
It
Voice)
" You was 8 years old
Diamonds on your swhiiiiiin bLING BLING
BLING BLING" diamonds on the Sebring
Diamonds on the Sebring change it up
Man, I gotta
Of course she was delighted! she creaked a little bit,
And some old birds flew off of her
Hey, mr. tambourine man, play a song)
Billy told ethell they
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