Lyrics:
slow
And as I'm leavin' town I hit my best girl's house
And hit 'er up for a travelin' loan
They just roll their eyes and peel me off a few fives
Thirty-eight strands we through em on the table
Sampled em all one by one I was able
They all taste good, defeated to smoke
Next the two footer, I wanted
Dirty
Dirty Dirty
Feeling dirty like football jerseys
Ash stains got me looking dirty
Doctor said I’ll be dead by thirty
If I keep sipping that dirty
rock shit up top and
match boots to it
Major dough; ayyo, I'm fine and I'm able six wit' a
roof like a dinin' room
table
All glass so I'm gettin' all
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
by the high
No cares on my mind
Couple dares, that is fine
This shit from 'round the back house
More baggies bagged and that roach
In granny's
right there upon the kitchen table blaow
It happened all alone in his house
Not a creature was stirrin', not a roach or a mouse
And I was just with
take much, for me to get started
Every time you see me, I'm with a bunch of girls
Straight to the table, in my own world
The ballplayers know me,
Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance
Cut you at the house and haven't hollered since
Get bored quickly
He stay grown
So the p-a-tron had to get poured
undermine them
Especially with all the girls that's hurt inside this climate
You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment
With emotion, hopin'
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
love being part of that
Single life, a different girl by my side almost every night
You know I love being part of that
Single life, no tie down, you
we doin this all night long.
(Daz)
Come on make it hot.
Baby girl, won't you do your thang, make it pop.
Chorus 2x
It's a party at my house.
It's
service like I'm at home
Talkin on my cellular phone, watchin the Flintstones
Me and my stable full of broads, me and my Amazons
On house arrest for
or you can get lost
Oriental rugs and I'm flyer than a dove
Four story house as I recline on a Prada couch
Yea it's MR MERO WERO and my homeboy RiFF
Got
Need assistance ima get a dime
IG models different by design
Hit the DM cause I wanna slide
Don't want separation she coincide
About the action no need
know I'm managed by violator (yeah!)
(they shootin') I'm exterminator
I look good so hate me hater
Me and my girls drinkin', where's the waiter
to check out
How I be killing all these beats like Bundy in the Greek house
They try intruding on my talent told ya’ll to keep out
Fucked this girl
Girl, I love havin' you home for the holidays
For the holidays
On Christmas Eve, don't miss the drive
When them dirt road trucks keep on flyin' by
Winter
tripping I'm just tryna get inside em
Deep Sea Diving, and I'm just happy that a nigga made it
And I'm able to put food on my kitchen table
Life is crazy, I
Jackals hide behind handsome faces
Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde, remind me, remind me
In a bedroom of a brick & stuck house
A girl in Seersucker pants
An ordinary house wife
Like clockwork, always had dinner on the table at 5
But Alberto had a monster he kept under his bed
Instead of letting it out,
He
"Much better"
"By the way, I brought you a little gift, it’s a dead chipmunk"
You see, when a dog brings a piece of road kill into the house
And drops it
was lit all the time
Wish I could go back, oh why
But cannot, now I realize
Yeah, that bridge by your house
And you told me that I`m perfect, so proud
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