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freshie - everything dirty lyrics

[intro]
yeah (started that)
huh, you know (you know that we started)
yeah, for real (yeah)
okay, yeah (dirty)

[chorus]
everything dirty, you know that we started that
chopper gon’ aim at your motherf-ckin’ starter cap
smokin’ on gas and i’m having a heart attack
pulling that coupe, i don’t know where to park it at
f-ckin’ that b-tch, put my d-ck where she [?] at
og the wood, b-tch, you know that i’m sparking that
i’m in the street, give a f-ck where your market at
bet you my chopper gon’ hear where the target at
ran up them bands, yeah, you know where we marching at
i’m with the gang, bet you wanna be part of the that
i’m with the gang (yeah, dirty boy), you know
i’m with the gang so you might want your daughter back (dirty)
f-ck on that b-tch then i bet i won’t call her back (dirty)
sippin’ codeine, yeah, that lean got me fallin’ back
ball with the team now i feel like the quarterback
“how did he do it?” know that you thought of that

[verse]
hold up, hold up (yeah)
smoke up the wood now i feel like an indian (dirty boy)
all of my b-tches black, white, or brazilian
snakes on the gucci, i’m feeling reptilian
i cannot stop ’til i make me a million
i’m in the club and i’m sneaking the glizzy in
i’m in the hood and i blend like chameleon (dirty boy)
pullin’ that coupe just to act silly in
dirty boy freshie, i’m smoking medicinal
walk in that bank now i’m feeling invincible
can’t see n0body, these n-ggas invisible
my b-tch, she bad, and your b-tch, she just typical (dirty)
n-ggas be capping, these n-ggas be fictional
speaking obama now i’m feeling political
sh-t’ll get dirty, this sh-t’ll get physical
preach on the beat, yeah, this sh-t’ll get biblical (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
everything dirty, you know that we started that
chopper gon’ aim at your motherf-ckin’ starter cap
smokin’ on gas and i’m having a heart attack
pulling that coupe, i don’t know where to park it at
f-ckin’ that b-tch, put my d-ck where she [?] at
og the wood, b-tch, you know that i’m sparking that
i’m in the street, give a f-ck where your market at
bet you my chopper gon’ hear where the target at
ran up them bands, yeah, you know where we marching at
i’m with the gang, bet you wanna be part of the that
i’m with the gang (yeah, dirty boy), you know
i’m with the gang so you might want your daughter back
f-ck on that b-tch then i bet i won’t call her back (dirty)
sippin’ codeine, yeah, that lean got me fallin’ back
ball with the team now i feel like the quarterback
“how did he do it?” know that you thought of that

- freshie lyrics

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