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dirty dike - nothing at all lyrics

[intro]
“probably, loud as f+ck in my +ah+ahem+ den
hana mana hana mana shada wada wawa”

[verse 1]
so sit back and salivate
rappers ain’t carrying my sack of pain
gaffer tape smack you round the face with a salmon steak
last sat+rday the sat+rday before last
i was caught w+nking off on marinated horse hearts
good job i’m a brave man
living off the solid gold proof that i’ve got an escape plan
cultivate cash rake that but stay funny
i never pull a sulky face ‘cause i make money make money
celebrate center stage bummy
spending every penny in my getaway buggy
druggy, quali vodka lemonade druggy
i’m sorry not sorry oh whatever mate lovely

“err, i’m not sure if hip+hop respects that”

[chorus]
so what the f+ck you gonna do about me budging the rules?
nothing at all that’s what i do i suck on my b+lls
what the f+ck you gonna do about me budging the rules?
nothing at all that’s what i do i suck on my b+lls
what the f+ck you gonna do about me budging the rules?
nothing at all that’s what i do i suck on my b+lls
what the f+ck you gonna do about me budging the rules?
nothing at all that’s what i do i suck on my b+lls
[verse 2]
laid back in a hotel
scratching out the gap in my toenails
nose in a sack as i roam h+ll
groping my own girl, i don’t need to focus on no frail
b+tch sniffing coke off my coat tails, we live in a joke world
that’s why i take the p+ss you dumb w+nker
sh+t’s looking like i didn’t miss a fun factor
fist in a b+tch it’s just another lung collapser
tractor, country bumpkin underground rapper
known to sn+tch the lightning and the thunder out, slapper
catch ya, chuck you out the f+cking fiat panda
hundred miles an hour metal pedal down stamper
seatbelt severed round my neck im out thank ya

- dirty dike lyrics

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