right I want your hot dirty lovin tonight (x2) I want you dirty lovin (got me goin crazy) Dirty lovin (always get me before play) Dirty lovin (got me goin crazy) Dirty lovin
possible Get our cash in, put threats in the hospital [Verse 1:] Young P, When I was 13 I had dreams To do what LL did and Run DMC Dirty little fuck
, some get excited hit 5th gear and you might get indited, spend all your cash tryin' to fight it, uh, you see im cold blooded, gary petters go glovin', lovin
getting down to it On her knees to please as she red, white and blew it Hanky Panky, she said, "Hurt me, spank me!" Tattoo on her ass that read "Damn, Dirty
and I got the Mac-10 and the Mac-9 and nigga try me Drama to Cash Money, Hot Boyz, that's a hobby [Chorus] [Verse Three] I ain't lovin no mans daughter
a top notch and my itenary stay crackin' I'm mackin' boss bitch, hell I'm pimpin' I'm on one, I have no mercy I go sick with it Like Cash Money we click
mash, get the cash, and murk off Skkiirrt!!! fake niggaz catch down syndrax call 9-1-index, these niggaz is jive ya hoe, I'm all in that, she lovin' the
(feat. La the Darkman, Ol' Dirty Bastard) [Ol' Dirty Bastard] Yeah girl, never stop what you're doin girl You look good on TV knowImean Got my eyes
calls) You know them girls don't mind comin Just to get it started, for startin something Is what we do to get some lovin What we do to get some lovin
wit us My crew be bout that dirty shit, all about that nutty shit If you not down to die for it then you must not be lovin' it Bitch we..... [Hook]
talks, listen, mmm-hmm-hmm, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh Money talks, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash
D.O.C.] big baller, of blind diggy black foe dipply quickly, run into your city like Jeepsy I kept a half of ounce and I'm rude to get the cash and bounce
around with you Goin' around or two Doin' what lovers do Whenever they're sneakin' around I like lots of cash on hand And dirty jokes about the fuller
if I don't got my gun thats where ya gonna get stabbed at boy as a young I never grabbed that toy Drag was taught to grab that and ask "where the cash
it up Got a flock of models and we fucking up their furniture [Chorus 2: Yung Joc] All my niggaz gettin money Don't know how to act (x3) Dirty goons
, already thuggin again When we in to build, who said that sellin drugs is a sin? When we in the club, bitches straight lovin my man Left hand weave,
our hour with the glass of time Can we only get power, from a mass of crime? Havin a judge sayin, "Your ass is mine" As I pearls to get cash, the swine
me drop into the earth You wanted that since my birth, but ho'd up partna' I got to many poker chips, still gotta cash 'em in I still be lovin Friday
