Lyrics:
the moons of Pluto, back down to earth
Ladies and gentleman, one more time, give it up for
The Old Dirty Doggy, I mean, the Ol' Dirty Bastard
I love
shawty scream
Gotta add some value, if you want in on my team
Niggas better watch out, get hit by a dirty beam
I been through some hard times, Father God,
skate
Rock dirty ape like a nig' gon skate
New black chino walk up in the place
Ima get face and bust is like a grape
You say that man can't do what you
nasty
Look, we used to pray for
All them hundred dollar sneaks
Standin' by the stove just to get some heat
We was rockin' dirty clothes
I had stains on my
that shit is a miss match
Man let me explain, baby just sit back
I said lets get back man I meant that
Everyday I was with you
Baby I wanted to tell you
Intro:
Hey beautiful lady, Hey girl
Meet me by the kissing tree baby
You and I can be together baby
Verse 1:
Help them see the bigger picture
I
I check it in on the West Coast (Ask about me)
I check it in in the Dirty South (a yeay)
I check it in in the Mid West (hustle man)
I check it
got my glow up shining man Monte Carlo parked
At the bando
79 Monte Carlo hit that switch ass sit low shot caller like Alonzo dirty money how
The game
"Karma came back, I had to get mine" (I had to)
I hit the cell by myself, really sick now
But this what it is when you the opposite of (6ix9ine)
A month
I be walkin' in Givenchy, broke nigga miss me
Got your thotty tryna kiss me, she seen that Bentley
My young nigga servin' chickens, get a ten piece
she'd miss me if I was gone
And I love them more than anything
But I got this feeling near by trains
And sometimes I wish I was
On that train and gone
Mrs. Embarrassed
I feel like a dirty old man
I've got my eye on a guy
That just moved out of mom's house
With his pretty head stuck in the sand
You've
I'm the man
Got my own voice speak up when I can
Send an invoice your not worth the rent
Mis my old boys one of em was chet
It's getting a little bitty
behind hide Hanmer High
Higher than any power
Higher than any calling
Minds a wasteland of french braids and tight waistbands
Dirty like his old man’s
I get by on crooked smiles
Slow words and dirty dials
A soft beat to pull you in
Just doesn't mean anything because I miss you
You speak in sorry
Like a plague, dope and them pushers, they'll destroy us, it's gunna get worse
Yeah fam listen, I'm ambitious
I'll leave a man missing
Plain
Like a plague, dope and them pushers, they'll destroy us, it's gunna get worse
Yeah fam listen, I'm ambitious
I'll leave a man missing
Plain
and drop by
I'm not a man, I'm no a fan
We ain't friends, I'm not that guy
Two flex and flog, suck a dog
This part is getting man number one
I pull you,
Miss Jane I'm just a working class lad
Looking for some good lookin' lass
We can talk dirty but don't get too crass
Miss Jane
Won't you take me
for 40 days
He stopped by the grave of Old Man Crow
Then away Red rode
Red set out for Montana
With an evil grin beneath his dirty bandana
Early in
Yeah, that would be my intention
I'd hear Dynamo Hum and Dirty Love
Not to sound Pollyanna
cnd thanks to my gallantry
or the world
Are you lookin' for the money, that's a curse
Are you scared to get dirty for the church
When you drive past do you swerve
2018 I got touched
By
gone, Madam,
She ran to the man who led her so far astray,
And from under her velvet gown,
She drew a forty-four pistol,
And she shot that dirty rascal
embarrassing shit
Bunch of bitches posin' on some old Miss America shit
I was a wilder nigga back on my therapist shit
Moving careless as shit
In a city where
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