dirty Lyrics

That's a neck

On the porch 'till I hop off the deck

Baby, I ain't going to use you for sex

Got a check moving pounds in the Czech

(What?)

I split a purple pill with my girl like D12

Snapped Achilles, now both your knees swell

Stomp his face until he got that feet smell

She gone tell you how I fucked in detail

(Foot on necks)

(Webster bank, I just cashed my check)

(I don't sleep, I don't need no rest)

(Foot on necks)

Mixing the compounds in the cup, I might throw in a Xanny for special effects

It's been a long time, but I think you remember the last time you made me upset

Only good with these songs, I ain't gone cap, I ain't talking computers when I talk Hi-Tech

Boy, I came from a long line of some killers, And they ain't going to spare you they ringing your neck

That's a neck

On the porch 'till I hop off the deck

Baby, I ain't going to use you for sex

Got a check moving pounds in the Czech

(What?)

I split a purple pill with my girl like D12

Snapped Achilles, now both your knees swell

Stomp his face until he got that feet smell

She gone tell you how I fucked in detail

(And that shit was graphic oh my god she let me fuck)

Buck, Buck, Bucks

And that shit dirty as fuck

Still not as dirty as what's in my cup

Throwing up, that's when I take too much

Blowing up whenever Sloan gone come

(This is Sloan shoutout Connecticut)

(Shoutout Connecticut)

Boy I'm up with your bitch and she getting it

She come back cause I fuck her with etiquette

Hit her with every one of the seven sins

Take pride in the way that I fuck from the back

Lust in her eyes when I'm pulling her tracks

Said to hit again I need to take her to Saks

Greedy bitch I had to cut contact

Got a new bitch, now she envy me

Start the party I'm the MVP

Got Bacardi got the Hennessey

Can't let anger get the best of me

So I'm fucking her friends

Damn, lil baby I told you I'm playing

Thought you knew that I'm only your man

Where you going? This ain't part of the plan

Damn

Damn

Hope you know I still hit it on cam

And you got me if you in a jam

Said "If you leave I'm letting it Blam"

Blam

Mixing the compounds in the cup, I might throw in a Xanny for special effects

It's been a long time, but I think you remember the last time you made me upset

Only good with these songs, I ain't going to cap, I ain't talking computers when I talk Hi-Tech

Boy, I came from a long line of some killers, And they ain't going to spare you they ringing your neck

That's a neck

On the porch 'till I hop off the deck

Baby, I ain't going to use you for sex

Got a check moving pounds in the Czech

(What?)

I split a purple pill with my girl like D12

Snapped Achilles, now both your knees swell

Stomp his face until he got that feet smell

She gone tell you how I fucked in detail