Lyrics:
like I popped a perc
I'd probably rob and pop you, put your body in the dirt
Talkin' like a little bitch, little bitch get to work
I ain’t fuckin' with
song
Been beating on the DJ before the Ma$e song
You play Clake Kent you better have your cape on
Plenty homes mansion many rooms
My necklace, 2 ex's
crush (Tiny Crush)
Dirty pop gave me a rush (Mix it)
Alcohol I hid behind (Hid behind)
Failed recovery a few times
I've had enough of the decline (I've
to go in!
Little bitch where are you goin' just stop!
You better not ruin my moment, Agh!
Got a mask on my head no Trojan, Agh!
If you run up I'm leavin'
the song
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Muses
gifted
I can fuck up da game with no songs, just snippets
Copycat rappers, they gonna mimic
I get money by da minute
Lord knows dat da bullshit come with
Woah
Aye
Oo
Is that Molly Water? (Aye)
Dirty sake in my cup
Go ahead and fill me up
Seen lil shawty from the front
Lift her higher
Spark the blunt
All of these bitches they came to come play
With a young Nigga that stayed by the bay
Get your dirty ass hands off my plate
Get the bag then I'm running
tired of the same ole song doin the 2-step (2-step?)
Come on dog, I mean Mr. super DJ top 40
Play this underground shit and watch the girls get dirty (so
to curl
Gotta be strong, this a dirty world
I went, bought her pearls
By tonight, I'm fuckin' up her curls
Fuck these niggas, they ain't crazy
Right
be doing bitches dirty got 'em scraping up me
I mean I got 'em scraping up knees
She a real Stalli lotta ass up in them jeans
My niggas real Malis pop
naked
ATL ho, don't disrespect it
P-Pop yo' pussy like this
'Cause Yin Yang Twins in this B-I-itch
Lil Jon & the East Side Boyz with me
And we all
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it out
Well,
far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it out
Well,
naked
ATL ho, don't disrespect it
P-Pop yo' pussy like this
'Cause Yin Yang Twins in this B-I-itch
Lil Jon & the East Side Boyz with me
And we all
song
Been beating on the DJ before the Ma$e song
You play Clake Kent you better have your cape on
Plenty homes mansion many rooms
My necklace, 2 ex's
cows
Are a little late
And will be out of date by tomorrow
Her mother placed on virginity
Saying it was the holy place to be
For the things boys had
Uh
My monologue is so boring
I'm doing this pretty often
Last track is so damn long
But that's a really important song
Making money from my daddy's
Jesse James was a lad he killed many a man
Robbed the Glendale train
But that dirty little coward
Who shot Mr howard
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave
In my hood it's people fiendin, screamin like the opera
'cause was up early, drinkin dirty aqua
Never put they glock up, restless like the young kids
a snail
Met a guy named Dale looked a little too pale
Tough as a nail worked on the rail
Offed by a cop who took off into the swamp
I chased him and maced
live they shits pop
Hey, hey, tick tock, this is for my hoes
Make your hips rock
Light a L, baby, let the Crys' pop
Get your tick tock from this hip
on the chair look at little mama sweatin
Good, gettin rocked by the balls gotta hit it hard, not too
Soft never get it twisted cause you fucking with
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