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dirty sanchez x yl - buttasoul lyrics

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[intro: dirty sanchez]
time
time
time
it’s dirty

[verse 1: dirty sanchez]
i ain’t even had cl-ss in my high school days
and i beat it, beat it, beat it, girl, your heart can’t take it
all that lean that she sippin’ on go straight to her waist
mold the b-tch to be what i want like her -ss made of clay
her eyes lookin’ like lines, like they asian, the yay
my mexican cocaine imported, i’m important
??? if my lady’s snorin’, i can’t complain
witness more when you with me, see the stars when you hit this
now your girl jaw open like a shark next to swimmers
when y’all n-gg-s spit it’s like crickets, uh
i’m breakin’ up weed particles on magazine articles
my face on the page, but there’s stress on my brain
in this game of entertainment
they wanna enter my soul and entame it ’cause i’m f-ckin’ up wavelengths
and i care more about my people than the dollars that’s evil
they say power in numbers, all the pain is pro-change
just made me number, so get brolic with me, uh
and get brolic with me

[interlude: craig & joi]
see, you need to control that little funky -ss temper
i’m sorry

[verse 2: yl]
yo, but you ain’t gotta hit me every hour
and you ain’t gotta check up on me if i’m in the shower
you know i got you when you need it most
i keep her close like the heineken kicks
i’m glidin’ in fly shit, yo, i’m remindin’ ’em
size ninein’ em, crazy hair like dennis rodman
who’s signin’ em, that’s a question for my mom and them
flows designin’ ’em, time p-ss me like pedestrians, son
they wildin’, i keep it silent like librarians
yo, i spotted you a while ago, you didn’t recognize it
you heartbroken, that’s somethin’ i can empathize with
feelin’ the pussy, let me exercise it
you gemini? well, i’m a cancer, we can work around it
i lied about my age once and now we laugh at it
my eyes wander in your honda stuck in packed traffic
the m-ss transit, we grow to greater understandin’
the f-ck you lookin’ at another man for?

[outro: craig & joi]
i know. i be forgettin’, baby
you got to be reminding me
i’m sorry
my mama know that’s you
calling and hanging up



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