| Yeah, uh, I don’t normally say shit before I go on
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| But we’ve been all around the country in the dirty chucks nigga, uh Shmang,
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| shmang, pow, pow
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| Tell a friend, tell a ho, tell your wife, nigga, yo, yo
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| Took the nation by storm with a live performance
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| Cleanest nigga, can’t believe the kicks this nigga perform in, yo
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| What’s on my feet is not important, look what I’ve been sporting
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| Forty dollars for a pair, man, fuck a Jordan
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| Dirty chucks that made enough
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| To pay the mortgage at your momma’s house
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| Dirty sluts, they wanna fuck, cause all the things I rhyme about
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| I slip them off in the hotel and then she finding out
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| The bed is kinda tall, if she small, then she gon' be climbing out
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| Chasing down a dream is where it started
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| I ran through twenty pairs, the dearly departed
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| Shit’s retarded, I got holes in them
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| Man, I did about thirty shows in them
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| Blow hit them, rain and snow, I hit the road and flowed in them
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| No gimmicks, no image, I’m just a hard worker
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| Bars perfect, looking at my momma like it’s all worth it
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| I’ve struggled and I’ve hustled quite enough
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| I got a lot of kicks, but I don’t give a fuck, I’m in my dirty chucks
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| Dirty chucks, dirty chucks, dirty chucks
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| I don’t give a fuck, I’m in my dirty chucks
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| Dirty chucks, dirty chucks
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| I don’t give a fuck, I’m in my dirty chucks
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| I kissed a girl that I would eventually marry
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| Walked the grass at the cemetery
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| Where my grandma was buried
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| And carried my little brother to the bathroom, to throw up
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| Hardest reminiscing got me thinking, man, you know what
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| I’ve grown up, I showed up, I’ve showed out and I changed
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| I got tore up, I got no love, went from no bus to that van
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| No brand in that chain, no place and no name
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| No support, no co-signs, my own time with no lame
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| And it seems stereotypical, you couldn’t walk a mile in them
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| Looking in her eyes, in her deathbed, make her smile with them
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| Then hit the stage the next day and fucking wild in them
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| Took care of my fam, hit the grocery store, every aisle in them
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| I still style in them, now I got the leather pair
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| Accompanied by some expensive shit, your ass will never wear
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| Shaking hands with fans and ignoring fam that was never there
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| I take them off and throw them in the crowd
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| You better get prepared |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirty Chucks, artist - Futuristic. Album song Traveling Local, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп