Lyrics:
nuts stuck to the porch
Like the dog on Joe Dirt
[Chorus 2x]
[Snoop Dogg]
Fish don't fry in the kitchen, bitch don't climb, keep bitching
Beans
with you
Watching from Noah's Ark Lane
Dog dirt bleaching white
In bright sunlight
Beating on
Noah's Ark Lane
Burnt straw
Cinder smut
On milky linen
Hung
to bow below
In a world, where no one hurts
You're the sky and I'm the dirt
Like we're dogs, chasing cars
Hope to reach, you in the stars
In a world, where
That's real s***, let's get this money real quick
Dirt Dog, I'm feeling this but I'd rather feel rich
I mean filthy rich, I'm corporate now
Big Meth,
ain't for you
Tired of hearing you talk what you ain't gone do
Gotta call for a perc when the pain come through, put your dog in the dirt we was aiming
nothing, you'll fall for anything
That's real s***, let's get this money real quick
Dirt Dog, I'm feeling this but I'd rather feel rich
I mean filthy
But I hate, country music
Singing 'bout your truck
Braggin' 'bout your dog's tricks
Some dirt road that's really long
Cuz I hate, country music
Yelling
(Broke boy! Broke boy!)
I got dogs who laying in the dirt (R.I.P.)
You fuck with me, I promise you gon get the work (Yeah yeah)
God knows I ain't leaving
can stop me from buryin' my bones
In the backyard of someone else's house
Ol' Dirt Dog, but I'm not dogged out
Here comes Rover, sniffin' at your ass
can stop me from buryin' my bones
In the backyard of someone else's house
Ol' Dirt Dog, but I'm not dogged out
Here comes Rover, sniffin' at your ass
Cowboys and outlaws, right guys and south-paws
Good dogs and all kinds of cats.
Dirt roads and white lined, and all kinds of stop signs
I'll stand
shawty doin dirt you in the dog house
Physical
Nigga tried to smack and take my pack
Hadda stick em up
Keep a Bethlehem it dont jam, ima slit his throat
I
mic
That’s because I’m lit
If the booth could talk
You would hear it
Booing your work
And saying dog
What you doing is dirt
If the booth could talk
You
to the script, n' dip, Dirt and Lip, Get them chips like Erik Estrada, Coming with the silent product. It's Fatlip and Dirt Dog and N.A.S.A. for all y'all,
a tec to protect
FAP legend Red dirt he a Vet
He a dog if he hurt then take him to the vet
Better come correct or get hit with a tec
Like I'm a fuckin ref
Diggin' my dog in the dirt
I feel so calm right now
Never lost faith in myself
Buried all of my self doubts
I know I'm gonna grow
Burning my soul
I'm so accustom to pain
N**** used to be my dog be throwing dirt on my name
B***h don't make me turn the city up
Mhmm mhmm
N**** keep on talking we
no problems coz I put u down
In the ground where u cannot be found
I'm just dirt dog tryin 2 make some bunny
So gimmie my streaks and gimmie my honey
And the basement's fit to flood
We got a hundred things to tend to
We'll ignore them all because
There's a Jeep and a dirt road
And the dogs in the backseat
There's
and Gentlemen
Introducing the Old, Dirty, Doggy (yeah)
Here we go now, duh, duh
Me and Mariah
Go back like babies with pacifiers (that's right)
Old Dirt
on the Mets
A nigga high off a dime from Gates and Best
Remember grandmother live on Louis and Lex
I remember Dirt Dog crashed his white Lex
I remember me
safe and sound
Chauffeur in the FRONT just to drive the Lexus all around
Give ya, give ya, give ya body a ride, nice and warm inside
Come to the Dirt
found
I'm just Dirt Dog tryna make some money
So give me my streaks and give me my honey
Radios play this all day, everyday
Recognize I'ma fool
found
I'm just Dirt Dog tryna make some money
So give me my streaks and give me my honey
Radios play this all day, everyday
Recognize I'ma fool
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