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THE PARK 

We are dirty dog like a 
L A P D A N C E, N.E.R.D
No One Ever Really do enjoy the youth
So riding the road 
or riding the wave
So riding the road

slangin we out the park
No we ain’t scared you know we be stepping
Streets getting sermons just like I’m a reverend
My nigga ride dirty he know he a felon

All the dirty money get dry cleaned
Talkin' dirty money, Sam Rothstein
Have my goons kidnap your off springs
While I was working on my golf swing

I'm from that dirt road
Dirty crown and a dirty throne
Off days never heard of those
Tapped in like a chirp phone
South Park that's my birth home

For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park

Dirty South

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

Clampett want his money back
See East Point Atlanta threw this road block
Talking 'bout all this blow traffic got to stop
So the big time players off John

Rolls Royce so big gotta park it on the curb
And I gotta real big bag off a whole lotta pounds and a whole lotta birds
And I gotta whole lotta gangstas,

the girls like whoa (Whoa)
I love the way you drive fast when you're off-road (Road)
And do it so professional
We like them cowboys who can put on a show

(313 Mafia)
Told girly hop off my dick
She wasn't ridin' it right
I was on the road at sixteen
With no kind of license
Spirit fucked around and lost my

the nigga was drivin' dirty Nike's with no knot (where you at?)
Before the Billboard number one spot
It was so hard to get a bitch to get down and suck

the fuck just happened
Hours later I would be walking down the road and get picked up by a chick who says she'll
Drop me off at my apartment, but first she

so much shxt happen on the road to riches
We was in last place but the turtle won the race staying out the rabbit business
We on the cash race hope

the musky odor
Destination back of your throat - cup of soda
Uh this is Bam Bam Bigelow
Queens to Asbury Park connect: Figaro
My uniform Carhartt sweats

Cocoa Buter

Nina Sky

Well-Done

2011

puffing Ganja with the musky odor
Destination back of your throat, cup of soda
Uh, this is Bam Bam Bigelow, Queens to Asbury Park connect, Figaro
My uniform

Yeah
Put that motherfucker in gear and we take off
Diamonds in ears and veneers
And I'm steering the whip
It's not my birthday but I take the cake ah

a dirty job you said but someone had to do it
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c trucker pulls off the road to cry
Cleans his guns and wipes his eyes
He made his money the good old

the racks as a fact that is urgent
No Diddy dirty money but T.R.A.P bumping in Suburban

Way to wavy, way to vibrant
Donny B, PRYDE we vibing
Fresh off my

House Party Cypher (Interlude)

Chris Webby

Chemically Imbalanced

2014

And go to narcotics anonymous hustling coke and percs
I'm just trying to piss you off, I really hope it works
Go berzerk, I got a dirty mouth, I'll never

from trident
I was in Catford
Doing up mileage
Lewisham park
I be cutting from sirens
Change my garms
Can't do it like I did
See This road life ain't

the bricks
I stayed next door to cona

Uncle nuk Was up the road in dci
I always wrote em

Mama smoking weed to me that's interesting
So now I want it

Now I'm

im serving pullup forgiatos I park on the curve they tryna see how my game so superb break her out her purse then I break the curse. 

(Hook)

Off

of that dirty sprite
Crushed ice and the color is purple, Testimony he real smart talking
Real smart, just like that nigga Urkel
I talk to myself off in

to floss
I'm not a show off
And I didn't come to talk
If you didn't come to ball
Get the fuck out the park
Cus' niggas be stalling
I'm tryna go harder 
Than

off on the road
Route 3, and I'm gone
Bagging dimmies out the trap
2 for 15, double sack
Made a come up, blow a stack
Hit a lick, and make it back
Dirty