Lyrics:
re-up, get a laptop
Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
Make a fat diamond out of dusty coals
Record number four, but we on a roll
Hold
re-up, get a laptop
Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
Make a fat diamond out of dusty coals
Record number four, but we on a roll
Hold
re-up, get a laptop
Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
Make a fat diamond out of dusty coals
Record number four, but we on a roll
Hold
nasty noise (ooh boy)
I'm hypnotised by your love (ohhh)
Boy I just can't get enough (enough)
Even though it's dangerous
Got me going up your
nasty
You know I get active ,
I get active by the day -
Round the night time roll ur way -
See them tears but I can't pacify ya got that soul on fire I'm
micros
Field boys, we smoke by, freak by these bow ties
Quick rain the flip flop, gang stank in the zip locks
Bitches need stitches, whinin' bitches with
get him off him, boy
It's Da' Durty, Da' Durty, dirty
Da' Durty, boy, it's real in the field
It's Da' Durty, Da' Durty, dirty
The filthy, nasty
Big boy
Big boy
Big boy
I said give me two pairs
('Cause) I need two pairs
So I can get to stomping in my Air Force Ones
(Big boy) stomping
Big boy
Big boy
Big boy
I said give me two pairs
('Cause) I need two pairs
So I can get to stomping in my Air Force Ones
(Big boy) stomping
everything
All you nasty girls mean everything to me
And I wouldn't trade the world for all you nasty girls
Get you in my bed easily by giving you pearls
just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I state "You know what you do
tell me your name
Tell me your secrets
Does it please you to employ
Little girls or little boys
Nasty habits, nasty habits
Do you like to romp
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
right and do things I like.
Brother you could get this nasty girl.
All of my girls in here just like this.
Hating that shit they don't want none.
This your boy JRnb
You know I like, I like, I like
Shawty actin'
Yeah she actin'
Shawty actin'
Act like ya nasty
Shawty actin' (The way you move)
hood til' my feet gets sore
Hollygrove, seventeen, cambelton, eagle street
Runnin' with my hood til' my feet gets sore
Run up on them boys and you
hood til' my feet gets sore
Hollygrove, seventeen, cambelton, eagle street
Runnin' with my hood til' my feet gets sore
Run up on them boys and you
a nigga
That bitch nasty
That bitch down for a nigga is you nasty
That bitch down for a nigga is you nasty
Had to go and get it by my lonely that bitch
classy
Before that I make the whole street don't get nasty
Vision glam, bro we takin' keys, silver cash
Niggas never hear a story about a boy like me
Love
by the stream
Pondering life
And what's good to eat
The only people talking
Are my stomach and me
I get my feet wet
And i wrangle up a feed
Of Electric
We can do the most and say the least
Adult life about surviving and thriving
Wit the digital French door fridge to keep the wine in
Grew from geto boys
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
When your mouth about that shooting
You find out that we been shooting all along
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
You get caught without
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
When your mouth about that shooting
You find out that we been shooting all along
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
You get caught without
Continue to listen to feedback get smarter
Cherish the first time I become a charter
Went from the water boy to a full starter
The vibe is electric when
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