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dirty mike - new phone lyrics

(get ready)

i was dirty, then i was mike
now i’m dirty mike
i was hitting more b#tts than an ashtray
my music’s cataclysmic, find a doorway
theirs so many questions people keep on asking
but i’m not answering i’m
rambling

i can’t stay on topic with my imagination
how can i get sleep when these thoughts are whip#lashing
tryna’ hold me down but i keep on just thrashing
i’ll be chopping up weed, just hacking and slashing
but i’m slacking

how does my mind keep advancing?
why am i still here just laying down on my mattress?
my tender loins stride
pockets full of dollar coins
mic check, yeah, i’m here with my dirty boys
when i’m blazed, i see stars like i’m k.o’d
i don’t need to wait though
i don’t need to learn to go slow
you should buy a gopro and watch me make you my b#tch in slow#mo
now i ask but i’m not trying to be pushy
you really are a p#ssy, so tell me are you clean or are you bushy
(the man said “you really are a p#ssy” so tell him are you clean or are you bushy)
when your girl texts i’m like…

new phone, who dis
where you at? (where you from?)
where you from?
dtf? wanna pound, pound, pound?
wanna get down?
wanna turn around? wanna…
(blbrblrrblbrlbrlb)
your titties

shut your face up, i’ll smash you from the waste up
you gone get mad jabs and smashed up from uppercuts
i make my own opportunities, so no option to pass up
i’m running with the flow and the lyrics
you can’t catch up
people hate
but they wanna be me, i’m there f#ckin’ idol
other rappers sound p#ssy with the flow so v#g#n#l
i rap for survival like i’ve gone primal
in tawa there is one with the filthy style, many in denial
your old stock and i’m the new arrival
and when your girl texts i’m like…

new phone, who dis
where you at? (where you from?)
where you from?
dtf? wanna pound, pound, pound?
wanna get down?
wanna turn around? wanna…
(blbrblrrblbrlbrlb)
your titties

third verse with the curse that’s what mike do
go to work lay down turf, that’s what dirt do
uncle dirty mike, yeah you’re all my nieces and nephews
i’m getting worried because dirty mikess a creep
and he know where i sleep
how much wood could the woodchuck chuck?
if the woodchuck looked like you?
i’mma have fun, when dirty mikes done…
yeah the woodchuck could chuck none
(ahhhhhhh)

- dirty mike lyrics

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