Dirt Nasty

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Dirt Nasty - Текст песни 1980

All these other prophets

These are the chosen few

These are the selected youth

These are the ones that shine upon thine meridian

With a 4th level of Gondor

I am a metaphysical visionary

Third chapter dimensions

Castle of corgi

I see darkness

Intertwine my mind upon thy 9 caliber

Russian roulette stamina

Tylenol flip the fast track of

The anomaly that's preposterous

STOP

My words are better verbs towards the

STOP

Shut the fuck up man, what's wrong with you?

Nothing man, you know? I been doing good. Quit smoking weed, y'know, I've been doin some yoga, little pilates, just getting more in tune with myself, you know, getting in touch with mind, spirit, and body...

You sound like a little bitch. Take a hit of this, and kick that old Dirt Nasty shit about gettin' yo dick sucked.

I got a gold chain

I'm on cocaine

I'm like yo mang

I rolled in, straight from Oakland

Holding my dick like a US Open Trophy

Word up to hyphy, y'all don't know me - Dirt Nasty

Asscheecks spread wide

G-string, to the side

1 drink, courvoisier

2 drinks, vodka straight

3 drink, I'm in the sink

Throwin up on my brand new mink

Coat, and I'm doing coke

Y'all can't hold my donkey rope (nope)

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Gold Rolls Royce with ya lady (ding)

I lived through the 80s, and shit was crazy

Everybody wanna know my name, bring the pain and pop the champagne

Every girl wanna hold my chain when I fuck their brains out on the Mustang

I got a gold chain

Like it was 1980

I'm on cocaine

Like it was 1980

I'm like yo mang

Like it was 1980

It sure don't seem that way to me, and tell your girl to stop paging me

I rolled in, stoned as hell

White lines, gold gazelles

Hotel on Sunset

Young hos get undressed (you bet)

Dirt dick ain't done yet

Insert the clip and get the gun wet

'Nuff said, I'm radical

T-shirt say 'party animal' (rawr)

I ain't no amateur

This ain't no Hands Across America

I shine like Morrisey on Hennesey on x-mas eve (no)

No more like Morris Day on hella yay dressing gay (ding)

I lived through the 80s, and shit was crazy

Everybody want to know my name, bring the pain and pop the champagne

Every girl wanna hold my chain when I fuck their brains out on the Mustang

I got a gold chain

Like it was 1980

I'm on cocaine

Like it was 1980

I'm like yo mang

Like it was 1980

It sure don't seem that way to me, and tell your girl to stop paging me.

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