Dirty

I can't even explain the realm I'm in
But I'll try

Top hat man walk by
Mother fuckers doin'
Cartwheels
In front of my eyes
Unicycle ride by
While the
Pick pockets
Capitalize
From the distraction
I got a chill
Natural reaction
To feel
A Tone that clearly cost
A man something real
Perhaps his soul
Somethin' only
He and the
Devil know
The sound was profound
Echoing down Canal
That's the easy though
Misplaced spirits
Meandering through
The quarter
Singing
Dancing
You can feel it
In ya bones
My boy B in the backseat
With a slim skinny
Or maybe many
I can't see
The backseat stays hazy
Circled around
In the BM
Surround sound
Feelin Adobe
Windows down
This beauty told me
You seemed classy
Till you whistled at me
Like I was Lassie
I said I couldn't let you
Walk past me
Then she asked me

Whatcha wanna do
I just wanna get dirty
Whatcha wanna do
I just wanna get dirty
Then let's get dirty

You walkin' sexy
With those sexy legs
Lookin sexy
Damn you sexy
Got me lookin' sexy
Wit you next to me
Let's take a lefty
At the next alley we see
And have a quickie
Sticky situation
Lick a dee
Stick a dee
Lick a dee
Split
Fix ya lipstick
Gotta blend
Back in
Will they know
Who cares
Let's go
Around the corner
Three blocks forward
And damn it
We saw a hammock
And went back at it again
Like a couple of
Animals
Freaks
Of nature
Unmanageable
Heat
Temperature
Flammable
Chic's a hippie
She
Chief's
The icky
Got the
Frisky kitty
No hickies
So it just works out
Plus that squat booty
Got me locked
She a beauty
But even if she
Looked like
Gary Busey
With that juicy booty
Like she packin'
She wouldn't lose me
My tutti frutti
She said whatcha love
I love that juicy booty

Whatcha wanna do
I just wanna get dirty
Whatcha wanna do
I just wanna get dirty
Then let's get dirty

I got a top floor spot
At the Marriott
But it's a nice night
If ya down
For a freight
I know scary cemetery
Graveyard site
Where lies the tomb
Of Marie Laveau
Practitioner of Voodoo
Whatcha wanna do
I wanna do both
You know
So we go
Into the elevator
To heaven or hell
I can't tell
But if the doors open
We probably
Going to jail
We're practically fuckin'
Oh well
Definitely worth it
Converted from flirty
To filthy
Down right dirty
In the dirty
Gettin dirty
Every minute
Every second
At it
Like rabbits
Addicted like addicts
With bad habits
As a matter of fact
We got Uber Black
Reengaged
In the act
When I felt
An extra hand
Down my crack
I looked back
The driver cougar
From Vancouver
Tryin to maneuver
Said she wants some too
So I looked at boo

Whatcha wanna do
I just wanna get dirty
Whatcha wanna do
I just wanna get dirty
Then let's get dirty



Credits
Writer(s): Brett Daniel Warren, Brad Douglas Warren, Lance Alan Miller
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