Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dirty Boy , by - Reel Wolf. Release date: 12.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dirty Boy |
| You are being medi man you just a gay man |
| I separate you from the light like some Ray Bans |
| I pack a blade man cause on that stage Sam |
| They lock me up cause I’m a killer like my man Cam |
| This ain’t no Bandcamp I leave you camp damp |
| Blood soaked bandanas til I get hand cramps |
| I’m in the bag trans holding my cock stands |
| I murder you then I do the murder man dance |
| Like Ronnie Van Zant I’m going out on top |
| I’m going out while I bust at a fucking cop |
| Cause I don’t fucking stop there’s no surrender |
| I’m a label who you send return to sender |
| Tell your mentor clear out a tomb caus you gonna need room for your whole crew |
| soon |
| In they body bags with thy body tags that recess whole crew with some snotty |
| fags |
| And it’s automatic dude when I body bags I’m gonna shoot for the middle like |
| some hottie’s legs |
| You just a naughty boy I’m like a Gotti boy |
| You should know that I body a party boy with a shottie toy or a Desert E |
| Put them both together what you get is a recipe for disaster |
| Cause when I blast ya I splatter you out like some two year old’s pastor |
| A dirty boy with your dirty toy don’t you know that your girl’s getting flirty |
| boy |
| Man that’s a plan fool she ain’t gon' leave with you while I’m bout to leave |
| with your cash weed and jewels |
| A dirty boy with your dirty toy can’t you see that your girl’s getting flirty |
| boy |
| Man that’s a plan fool she ain’t gon' leave with you while I’m bout to leave |
| with your cash weed and your tool |
| They call me Killer Sean and I’m from Bill-A-Con cause I’ve been to jail and |
| I’m still trying to do what’s wrong |
| But to you it’s wrong and to me it’s right so for a fee I’m gon kill on these |
| streets tonight |
| It may be your house it may be your car it may be your spouse cause I don’t |
| know where the fuck you are |
| And then I duck the law cause I’m fucking raw |
| Even if I’m stuck I’m in luck cause I got the saw |
| And there’ll be nobody for me to catch a case even if you check in the rivers |
| or the fucking lakes |
| Man for heavens sake I’m bout to levitate cause my magic’s black like Houdini |
| you a David Blaine |
| I’m no longer sane I’m just on a rage |
| Dressed in orange like a pumpkin in a fucking cage |
| I’m bout to show my rage cause they don’t know my age |
| If they ask me one more time I’m about to show my blade |
| I got a baby face straight for the ladies' sake |
| I keep a condom on the dick where the babies mate |
| Cuz if the semen tick that when’s the demons break |
| Muthafuck the dream and Imma scheme my way to Heaven’s Gate |