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Neglected by your mama, Abandoned by your dad. Molested by your uncle, Girl, your story's really sad. You had eating disorders. You got
bought You look in my eyes, and you know That I'm never gonna learn Thinking one day I'll be happy Sounds incredibly absurd What's the verdict,
Them ole dirty clothes! But I'm goin' to dat river Goin' down to dat river some day Hurry day, hurry day, hurry day, hurry!
take flight Can't think twice Had all night to think And by the day I done said it's alright No pipe That's right I might have to fight But that's
should have changed them years ago But after I was stopped by that customs beagle in arrivals I've been laying kinda low just injecting myself out
it gyrates I dont judge a book by how the spines shaped But I do judge a foot by how it looks in some wine grapes No myspace blind dates Just blind
sheet ...gettin close to the dream brudda beat by beat... ...Day by day... week by week... ...Wen it all comes together... piece by piece... ... i move
They got my number down They know how tight to twist One day they'll claim me 'til then I'll be here Tic-toc the hour goes Junk food, junk TV
the money flip the bag like a hustler That's a dirty life, nigga that's a dirty life That's a dirty life, nigga that's the dirty life Making dirty money,
with the beat Yeah Nancy, I went to church the other day Tell you what I saw this girl twerking to the choir I was just appalled by it And then next
dissed, so feel my fists of fury Sure we used to be cool and all that junk Little fat pot belly big titty duck flip punk With junk in your trunk like Pam
a photo for fanatics, I often demonstrate it Rich nigga, dirty game, I'm talkin' Nick Saban Rich reignin' every day, whiter than Dick Cheney (ooh) Dirty
[Ol' Dirty Bastard] I was drivin' an Accord cart, nominated at awards Back in the days drivin' an Accord Run-uhhn-uuhhn-uhhn, nominated at awards
peek (Sweet dreams) I've had my skull crunched 13 times Soil where my brain is a dirty mind Full of naughty, nursery rhymes Poor me! Pour me
Shootin' bullshit with my buddies Parked down by a river bank (Wheels) And I'm only gainin' miles in life Heartbeat of America just make sure That you drive
junk, all food boxes in the street Nasty dump Chorus The city streets are so dirty Always causing us trouble O yeah, you can tell when you see Aint no
We be cum gunning sweat running, ball exploded, dick eroded I really miss November, back then my junk was together Recently I feel dismembered, day 15
And meanwhile the moon was shooting up junk And me I have in the bottom of my trunk Some old letters and a dirty magazine. And now 24 hours a day we got night
the same I just Kick it with my day ones, these other suckers lame Lookin at my house, think I might go put a pool in Chillin grilling by the pool, swear I
isn't enough I ain't no diamond in the rough I'm a diamond Period Oh my God this bitch is a heavy weight Too much junk in her trunk for you to take All my
remember when you had to have A baserock cawy and a nice hot bath Smokin' and chokin', Sir Too $hort Just thinkin' about the day before See you never
fucker so they call me John Coffee See a flock of women i'mma Run through 'em softly Don't know what you doing get Your dirty mouth of me I want a girl
dawn to dark, We fed, till we all had grown Uncommonly shrunk when a Chinese junk Came by from the torriby zone. She was stubby and square, but we
for me Dirty dance for me and my woedie Dirty dance for me Dirty dance for me and my woedie Looking back Thinking bout my old days Never slip I lost
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