right I want your hot dirty lovin tonight (x2) I want you dirty lovin (got me goin crazy) Dirty lovin (always get me before play) Dirty lovin (got me goin crazy) Dirty lovin
I don't got my gun thats where ya gonna get stabbed at boy as a young I never grabbed that toy Drag was taught to grab that and ask "where the cash at
drop into the earth You wanted that since my birth, but ho'd up partna' I got to many poker chips, still gotta cash 'em in I still be lovin Friday nights
hoes [Crunchy Blac] Heres the blast, why did you look into that mask Ballin' up early, let me finish up our task The dirty work, but dirty work There
love the kids [Chorus: Cee-Lo] [Trick Daddy] Cop me a seven-tres Chevy, put dubs on that bitch (uh-huh) Candy-apple green, niggaz lovin this shit (lovin
of World Records, tell 'em we poppin tremendous Dirty we big truckin with weapons of mass destruction It's the muddy St. Louis, get to it, cash is nothin
a little violated [Verse: Ali] Now what you lease I pay cash for, lit up like the dashboard Went from the PJ's to livin' out past Ford What the cash
uh-huh) Yeah (yeah, uh-huh) Knah-sayin? Yo, yo yo yo Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin She elegant -- her apparel in the M-Class caravan Ki's of dope, lovin
got nuttin' to worry about Yeah, knah-sayin'? Yo, yo, yo, yo Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin She elegant, her apparel in the M-Class caravan Ki's of dope, lovin
the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind Cut me a seven-tries Chevy, put dubs on that bitch (Uh, uh) Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' this shit (Lovin
's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind Cut me a seven-treis Chevy, put dubs on that bitch Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' it, lovin
Book of World Records, tell 'em we poppin' tremendous Dirty we big truckin' with weapons of mass destruction It's the muddy St Louis, get to it, cash
feelin' like Chris Slater, the love violator Now what you lease I pay cash for, lit up like the dashboard Went from the PJ's to livin' out past Ford What the cash
if I don't got my gun thats where ya gonna get stabbed at boy as a young I never grabbed that toy Drag was taught to grab that and ask "where the cash
wit us My crew be bout that dirty shit, all about that nutty shit If you not down to die for it then you must not be lovin' it Bitch we..... Hook
at the end, you put the rest inside (Come on) Life's short young nigga, get your mash on Hustle on little nigga, get your cash on If you see death around
' (When nature calls) You know them girls don't mind comin' Just to get it started, for startin' something Is what we do to get some lovin' What we do to get some lovin
cash money we click with it, hey, hey Super bad, super bad, say, say Check the pass man, foot on the gas man I wrap em' up in cashmere and trade em' for cash
