Dirty Dishes Lyrics

Now, I gotta be honest, it's been a very long time

Since I broke the piggy bank on somebody special

Like yourself

But, uh, I mean, come on, look at you

Sundress, it's about 80 degrees

On a Sunday, got got on a Sunday

Yeah, yeah, I'm liking the way she look

If she look at me, she took

I might as well change my name from Lottery Kid to Captain Crook

A nigga done stole so many hoes and all of them been on foot

That must be why they shook

Tell me what you need from me, lil' mama

I might just make it happen

Oh you like fame and fashion

I might just spoil you

If you promise to be my main attraction

Come off that head on top that bed

Without me even askin

That's what I like

Girl, you bad, you vicious

You luscious, delicious

Drippin' on these niggas

Like you doin' dirty dishes

You got what I need

And got what I want

When she kiss my neck

All she smell is Saint Laurent

Baby girl, you bad, you vicious

You luscious, delicious

Drippin' on these niggas

Like you doin' dirty dishes

You got what I need

And got what I want

When it's all said and done

You at the very front

She know that I'm fly

And I smell good

Only one who believed in me

Back when no one else would

Put your phone on D&D

You gon' get my best wood

What you get up outta me

I swear nobody else could

I don't know how you do it

I like you but

I don't know like

I just want you to be serious

Like, I need to know if we bein' for real or not, like

I don't have time for games

I don't have time for the bullshit

I'll buy a bag for you

Just to put another bag in it

Galleria off of Westheimer

Go inside, drop a bag in it

Anything you want, ask me

I'll throw a whole party for you, baby girl

Like the great Gatsby

Real down to earth bitch

She be gettin' fried chicken from Zaxby's

Yeah, that's my type

Do you wanna spend life together

Or squeeze it all in one night

Anything you want possible

Just tell me which one you like

Put cuffs on you like a constable

Then soak you up like rice

If that's alright

Girl, you bad, you vicious

You luscious, delicious

Drippin' on these niggas

Like you doin' dirty dishes

You got what I need

And got what I want

When she kiss my neck

All she smell is Saint Laurent

Baby girl, you bad, you vicious

You luscious, delicious

Drippin' on these niggas

Like you doin' dirty dishes

You got what I need

And got what I want

When it's all said and done

You at the very front

You know how I'm comin