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larry league - dat dirty//marge simpson lyrics

dat dirty
prod. yenyenbeats

[intro: kitchen k.]
[?]

[hook: larry loudpack]
hey!
extra bright, look like rice, i’m so righteous
half a pint of that dirty, you can’t fight this
test my dog and he giving out free facelifts
worry ’bout baby bands, but that’s just my bracelet
extra bright, look like rice, i’m so righteous
half a pint of that dirty, you can’t fight this
test my dog and he giving out free facelifts
worry ’bout baby bands, but that’s just my bracelet

[verse 1: randy provolone]
i’m j-pan smoking dope, spending yen
you say you real friends, but i know you just pretend
my diamonds is bomb and i’m dropping all the gems
my brother got the blower, he gon’ blow you, give you crimson chin
i just walked up in this b-tch and spent ten thousand yen
i might cross your b-tch but it’s not a sin
i’mma smoke this sh-t ’til it’s finishin’
somebody had to grow it now it is diminishin’
i swear this sh-t was fate, landed and got it
ask me how i’m livin’ boy, ask me how i ate
i’m in kobe eatin’ sushi, i’m in france eatin’ crepes

[verse 2: kitchen k.]
[?]

marge simpson
prod. senseiatl

[verse 1: randy provolone]
she suck on that d-ck like dum dum
she give me that brain ’til she dum dum
evel knievel the way that i stunt, son
burning my cookie, it’s bunsen
the ‘tussin that sh-t disgusting
serena the way that servin’ these hoes
dub after dub, it’s gone go
i keep the strap concealed in these ricky o’s
god d-mn your b-tch look like cheerios
[?], call her muriel
[?] that p-ssym it need a burial
up in that sh-t feel like barry o
aiming out the top of a tank
you aimin’ at me with blanks

[verse 2: senseiatl]
feel like pablo, you know i got the blow
dumpin’ at a foe, and then i drop a four
pounds and ammunition, lil’ b-tch i keep it tucked
put her in the wraith, that lil’ b-tch star struck
twenty thousand bucks, who the f-ck is ben 10?
diamonds on my t–th, bruh, i stay droppin’ gems
swervin’ on ’em, i get bent in the bentley
kick door like jet li, scr-p the water like a jetski

[verse 3: larry loudpack]
gucci on my toes, got nothing for these hoes
might be havin’, bruh you really just some toast
atlanta slump scene, all we know is throw
perky with the purple, that’s gon’ really make me float
ever since i cashed out, they ain’t never told me no
i’m no joker, she a choker, put pearl hearts up on the throat
[?] now you don’t need none of those
wwe, these flexers jumpin’ off the ropes

[verse 4: youngcoco & kitchen k.]
[?]

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