Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirty, artist - Jesse Jagz. Album song Odysseus, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.09.2017
Song language: English
Dirty |
| Hey yo |
| My DNA got immaculate genes |
| That’s the reason why I kill a track with a wack 16 |
| I must be imagining things |
| Cause I let my stereo bump like an acne cream |
| Plus I ride like you can never catch me clean |
| I ride dirty |
| Quick somebody come get me-aaa |
| Wake up in the morning, running |
| Tryna chase that money-aaa |
| Swear imma keep running |
| Streets high like it ain’t nothing |
| Mami i’m tryna make money |
| Got a job and I’m up early |
| Let the heaven rain on me |
| Oh yeah, oh-oh yeah |
| Let me see you go low yeah |
| Throw here (your) throw there |
| Throw it, throw it, like it ain’t yours yeah |
| Champagne bottles imma take four yeah |
| My, my, shake it for me |
| My, my, come make it for me |
| Come whine make it on me |
| Ride dirty (yea) |
| I ride dirty, oh dirty (yea) |
| Throw it up, shawty come roll, dirty (yea) |
| Throw it up throw it up, oh dirty (yea) |
| I ride dirty |
| Ride dirty (yea) |
| I ride dirty, oh dirty (yea) |
| Throw it up, shawty come roll, dirty (yea) |
| Throw it up throw it up, oh dirty (yea) |
| I ride dirty |
| I ride dirty |
| Quick somebody come get me-aaa |
| 6:30 and I’m up this early oh lord have mercy |
| Now firstly streets stay thristy, popo body search me |
| Baby i’m hurting tryna make money and I’m running |
| Oh yeah, oh-oh yeah |
| Let me see you go low yeah |
| Throw here (your) throw there |
| Throw it, throw it, like it ain’t yours yeah |
| Champagne bottles imma take four yeah |
| My, my, shake it for me |
| My, my, come make it for me |
| Come whine make it on me |
| Won’t you ride with me ride with me |
| It’s such a wild city my-my-my pretty |
| Come take a drive with me fly with me |
| It’s such a wild city my-my-my pretty |
| Ride dirty (yea) |
| I ride dirty, oh dirty (yea) |
| Throw it up, shawty come roll |
| Dirty (yea) |
| Throw it up, throw it up, oh dirty (yea) |
| I ride dirty |
| I ride dirty (yea) |
| I ride dirty, oh dirty (yea) |
| Throw it up, shawty come roll |
| Dirty (to all my people riding dirty round the world) |
| Throw it up throw it up, oh dirty |
| (don't get caught up in traffic you heard) |
| I ride dirty (it's red hot, ice-cold by the way) |
| I’m dodging crooked cops |
| Looking for stupid props |
| Arrest youths sugar pops |
| Had your boy feeling like a looted shop |
| I stand firm I’m a rooted crop |
| Lasgidi every day I need a cardigan |
| See the way the body keep on coming in |
| Brand new shit I’m finn' afford again |
| There you go talking that shit, you’re finna start again |
| I’m repping from the heart again (ride dirty) |
| (I ride dirty) |
| We urban, swerving |
| In and out the lanes in the truck now (throw it up) |
| Peddle to the max go (dirty) |
| Living stains on the clutch now (throw it up throw it up) |
| Throw it up! |
| (dirty) tell 'em (I ride dirty) |
| Push a button i’m 'bout to put the team on |
| Not the typa nigga you could scheme on |
| Ain’t nobody hotter, they don’t even matter nigga colder |
| They don’t know what my degrees on |
| I put my business on my license plate |
| And that’s why they want to pull me over |
| In the city, I’m the super-duper-nova |
| I let a thick bitch handle me a boner |
| How the nigga is galloping like fresh Horse, yes boss |
| My energy coming out from a clear source |
| Fight for mine fierce war |
| Your body hot and we gon need a double exhaust |
| Yeah I’m finna blow your back out |
| Hold your ass out in the back sit think you wanna tapout |
| Woo! |
| take you back to my place bust in your face |
| Till I know you finna blackout |
| Then I came up with a mad conclusion |
| When we get together, we cause some mass pollution |
| And by the way I can hear your heartbeat like its Jagz producing |