Let's play dirty in the sand Leave the body Take the hand Fingerprint me in your life I could kill my perfect wife She's so lovely When she's online
Ain't got a million yet daddy but the plot thicken With that said I will kill niggas dead Go to playing with my bread And I'm a show you how to play it Pass
clocking cash Moving fast I'm running around, looking over my shoulder burning up use my cash Wonder my a.c. tell em on E, burning up my gas I'm just
it down For the Dirty Dirty South, representing H-Town [Track] I wish, got my G's from H-Town, it's going down I wish, got my G's from H-Town, it's going
money and hoes I can't believe my best homie ain't my nigga no more Remember days of playing hookie in the streets for fun Now I'm getting dirty looks got me clutching my
till I pass out When I smell a dirty rat, up all in my motherfucking face I'm hunting they, motherfucking ass out When I be stepping and pulling my whip
try to get a life Civilized, stop livin trife Every time that you pass by [x2] Lloyd, talk to her for me Lloyd, talk to her for me dirty That's right
i passed tha dope men,the crack house juss got broke in,us they provokin,leave pistols smokin,they choze me to play tha game herr go my token,no bring
in they sleep But don't fall asleep Don't fall to sleep You can get ya cash on Pictures of penny Sippin' my glass full of henny Hands on my semi- Automatic
bar and played the star everywhere I went In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own I close my eyes and picture home On my block [Chorus] Maybe
Row Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes [2Pac] Repetitive blows are thrown, to my foes No love shown get disposed of blasted full blown My unknown tendencies to mash my car Getting wicked with my
up in Vegas I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches break us Last night was like a fantansy, Alize and Hennessee A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin with my
this motherfucker We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this motherfucker My nigga Apache up in this motherfucker Verse One: Tupac My Mossberg
't Explain, Just What Attracts Me To This Dirty Game I Reminisce On Tha Past Crimes Gold Chains, Some Extra Change, And Tha Street Fame [Verse 1:] A Place To Spend My
bury me a motherfuckin G A open casket on them bastards so they all remember me With my vest on my chest, my tools and my piece Thug Life motherfucker
on the grind Niggaz on my dick more than my bitch, I stay on they mind They aint nothin they could do to stop my shine This is God's plan homey, this ain't mine I played
out to do the dirty deed and didnt give a f*** (cover with background vocal) And then she caught my eye The girl was lookin' fresh And what was underneath it all Was passion