Lyrics Jordan Belfort - DYL, Wes Walker

Jordan Belfort

I been getting dirty money Jordan Belfort
Stacking penny stocks while I’m flipping these birds
Sipping on Ciroc, trip 'em up with the words
I just popped a Molly and I think this be my third
Jordan Belfort
Jordan Belfort
I been getting dirty money Jordan Belfort
Stacking penny stocks while I’m flipping these birds
I just flipped a birdy, money so dirty
Got my bitch a mink, furry like Furby
Came up made a milly, spent it on a rollie
Stacking Gouda, Feta, Cheddar cheese 'n' ravioli
Or maybe fettuccine, dirty Martini
Imma fuck yo bitch (what), call me Houdini
Drivin' Lamborghini, yo ho, in a bikini
Eight bottles to the neck, three wishes from a genie
Benjamin ain’t dirty, but these Franklins be filthy
Always going to court but I’m never pleadin' guilty
Ballin' so hard I only be slam dunkin'
Beat steady rockin' and the trunk straight thumpin'
I be ridin' foreign pourin' Merlot while I swerve
Pedal to the metal when I’m whippin' 'round the curve
Rolling up this marijuana, you can smell the herb
And I be getting all this lettuce and I ain’t talkin' iceberg
Jordan Belfort, Burberry shirt
LV loafers on my sofa in Bel-Air
Turnin' up daily 'cause we can’t turn down at work
I been lightin' loud lately
Like my volume switch don’t work
And my cologne is Versace, Medusa got me stoned
I’m always high on something
But I usually like to smoke
We been long time friends, me and Ben Frank
Every fucking day he needs a ride home from the bank
Motherfucker you don’t know me, you ain’t in my tax section
My wallet ain’t fat, it’s in the gym straight flexing
I don’t call your bitch back and she’s checkin' her reception
Bitch with double Ds, she’s all up on my erection
And I’m in the ovaries but I ain’t about affection
So easily the sober me just smokes and then forgets them
Sometimes this life seems a little stressful
Especially when they tell me that I am something special
Jordan Belfort
Jordan Belfort