Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Do Ya Like It Dirty?, artist - Digital Underground. Album song The Body-Hat Syndrome, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.09.1993
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Do Ya Like It Dirty? |
If you’re into S & M, baby, you can hurt me |
If you like going down, do me like a Slurpee |
Do you like it dirty? |
Baby, come and serve me |
Do you like it dirty?! |
Some like it dirty and some like it clean |
Don’t throw me no soap |
Cause it would just defeat me |
Some like it dirty like this beat, see |
Rapping off-kilter |
Sometimes I hit the cigarette without no filter |
I like it when it’s lag-time |
Let-my-pants-sag time |
Let go and let my drawers show |
And let them get so low |
That I can let my funk fling out |
I’m talking about when the nuns get naughty |
When father hits the forty |
(Shhh, now let’s not get too sporty, son) |
When the collard green juice gets the bread wet |
When you’re up so close that you can smell the sweat |
Off a black, funky Tennessee butt |
Like a bite into a salty Tampa Bay boiled peanut |
(I hit a jet black ass in the back seat of a Nova) |
Oh yeah? |
Well a hoe five-oh pulled me over |
I swear, doing about a buck thirty |
Instead of jail she took home and got flirty |
The deal was a $ 1000 fine and a ticket: |
«Or you can stick it.» |
«You're pretty but I haven’t had a shower today» |
She said «Come here, it’s better that way |
Tie me up and do anything you want |
But don’t hurt me» |
So I. |
A lot of people like rice better when it’s brown |
Like having sex on the ground |
Instead of in a bed, instead of receiving head |
A lot of people like going down |
I side-stepped the line for a fresh cut |
And instead, I keep my nappy curls in my head |
I like to hear brothers spit game using dirty words |
I like things colourfully stated |
Everyday speech sounds dated |
I like the freaks in the jeans |
When the booty part’s faded |
Like my homegirl Rita |
I used to chill on her sofa with my feet up |
By the heater with my toes getting toasted |
One day she came naked out the kitchen |
With a bag full of groceries |
She said «Like a blunt I want to toake you |
And with this bottle of wine I’m going to soak you |
May I Cherry-Banana Float you?» |
I said «Is this a joke, boo?» |
She said «I love you, my baby |
And I wouldn’t do nothing that would hurt you» |
She took my clothes off |
Started pulling food out the bag |
And said «Yo, I’m 'bout to work you» |
Yeah, I let her get the best of me |
She was sitting next to me |
Then baby started sexing me |
Poked me with the peanut butter |
Rubbed me with the jelly |
She spread cottage cheese on my belly! |
I said «Woah, baby, what you got in mind?» |
She said «Relax» |
Popped the top on a bottle of wine |
Then she poured the wine down my back |
It prickled and tickled when it reached my crack |
I said «Oooh, I feel real freaky, my butt’s real squeaky!» |
She said «Cool» and then proceeded to eat me |
Ate me up till my body was squeaky clean |
Must have been a sex fiend |
Like the freaks in the magazines |
Poked out her lips, made her mouth like a funnel |
Spun a brother round, went down on the tunnel |
I said «Oh! |
There she goes» |
She got live and let the tongue slide |
On the black hole |
And, yo, this was it |
Baby was on some freshfruitfreakyfoodshit! |
Honey on the side, jelly on the head |
Peanut butter on the bedspread |
Baby said «Do you like it dirty?!» |
Do you like it dirty? |
Hoe, you don’t deserve me |
Do you like it dirty? |
I fucked a hoe in Berkeley |