Dirty South
Yeah east coast, west side yeah yeah
Uh huh uh huh
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Huh sometimes im... no cap
Let me talk to you real quick
Look aye
Let me tell you the difference between me and niggas you dealing with
I know when they love you down and eat it I know it don't feel like this
I know they don't keep it real like this
Yeah yeah let me beat it from the back
Get aggressive pulling on yo tracks
Got a feeling I got you attached yeah yeah yeah
Look let me beat it from the back
Get aggressive pulling on your tracks
Got a feeling I got you attached yeah yeah
I ain't tryna waste your time
Baby you're finer than whine in the summertime tryna claim what's mine
Let me dive in your ocean like Waffle House baby girl I keep you open
You feel like you floating when you grabbing on my dreads
Imma eat it till you're bout dead
Try to walk, you can't feel your legs
You cant feel them at all
I see water trails all in your drawls
I ain't pull the D out not at all
I put you in missionary very scary
Nails in my back you're screaming "Hail Marry"
Titty in my mouth like I'm tryna get dairy
Like I'm tryna get dairy
Now you know what I'm talking bout
She a Cali girl she said that this the first D that she got from a nigga from the
Yeah
East Coast
She loves when I get
Yeah Yeah
Uh huh uh huh
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Nigga from the
Yeah yeah
What yeah yeah yeah
Let me beat it from the back
Yeah yeah yeah
Let me dive in your ocean like
When you're grabbing on my dreads
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh uh huh
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Huh sometimes im... no cap
Let me talk to you real quick
Look aye
Let me tell you the difference between me and niggas you dealing with
I know when they love you down and eat it I know it don't feel like this
I know they don't keep it real like this
Yeah yeah let me beat it from the back
Get aggressive pulling on yo tracks
Got a feeling I got you attached yeah yeah yeah
Look let me beat it from the back
Get aggressive pulling on your tracks
Got a feeling I got you attached yeah yeah
I ain't tryna waste your time
Baby you're finer than whine in the summertime tryna claim what's mine
Let me dive in your ocean like Waffle House baby girl I keep you open
You feel like you floating when you grabbing on my dreads
Imma eat it till you're bout dead
Try to walk, you can't feel your legs
You cant feel them at all
I see water trails all in your drawls
I ain't pull the D out not at all
I put you in missionary very scary
Nails in my back you're screaming "Hail Marry"
Titty in my mouth like I'm tryna get dairy
Like I'm tryna get dairy
Now you know what I'm talking bout
She a Cali girl she said that this the first D that she got from a nigga from the
Yeah
East Coast
She loves when I get
Yeah Yeah
Uh huh uh huh
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Nigga from the
Yeah yeah
What yeah yeah yeah
Let me beat it from the back
Yeah yeah yeah
Let me dive in your ocean like
When you're grabbing on my dreads
Yeah yeah yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffery Blakely
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