1of1drako - too dirty lyrics
[hook]
woah you want da smoke b-tch who is you pressin
broke n-gga got no money he stressin
15 wit a glock i’m causin ya funeral
spin ya block two times causin ya funeral
got ya b-tch watchin me like a new movie
she suckin my d-ck dat hoe is a groupie
i’m makin moves yea b-tch i’m too groovy
i switch it up like a mf smoothie
f-ckin dat b-tch yea i’m smakin ha booty
you gettin real mad yea you seem moody
slimeball sh-t i feel like young nudy
don’t hang wit dem ops yea dem n-ggas too fruity
[verse]
runnin from da ops b-tch kall me scooby doo
we don’t carry one clip nah we keep two
f-cked dat b-tch then i ran out da backdoor
bad b-tch yea ion f-ck wit a nat no
bad b-tch throwin it back while i’m smokin exotic
all these n-ggas they stay watchin my pocket
f-ck twelve yea i’m hittin da dash
f-ck school only worried bout cash
a n-gga get flipped so i call it my cash flip
ya b-tch on ha knees yea she gettin sum good d-ck
got all these bands now a n-gga feelin hoodrich
beat by 2dirtyy and dat sh-t goin dumb
yea b-tch on ha knees dat head goin dumb
i f-cked dat b-tch now ha legs feel numb
when i got done i nutted on ha gums
n-gga talk down on da mob you get hit
you hear da dial tone while i’m f-ckin ya b-tch
n-gga talk sh-t get hit wit a pullstick
i’m wit his b-tch and you kno dat we boolin
she suckin my d-ck she suckin n droolin
dare a n-gga talk sh-t get hit wit a toolie
hit a n-gga have his -ss droolin
smokin dat gas i’m higher den da mf ceiling
i’m dat n-gga and it ain’t no competing
too much gas and i got dat sh-t reakin
steal on my mans i don’t do any speakin
my n-ggas gon pop at ya fa any reason
and we shootin n-ggas during any season
n-gga get smoked like a opp pack
f-ck da clout jus give me dem big racks
countin da money i count it big stacks
[hook]
woah you want da smoke b-tch who is you pressin
broke n-gga got no money he stressin
15 wit a glock i’m causin ya funeral
spin ya block two times causin ya funeral
got ya b-tch watchin me like a new movie
she suckin my d-ck dat hoe is a groupie
i’m makin moves yea b-tch i’m too groovy
i switch it up like a mf smoothie
f-ckin dat b-tch yea i’m smakin ha booty
you gettin real mad yea you seem moody
slimeball sh-t i feel like young nudy
don’t hang wit dem ops yea dem n-ggas too fruity
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