Dirty lyrics

Song information

Artist: Tq
Album: The Second Coming

Lyrics

[Intro](baby talking)

["Dirty" in background]

(Tssssssssss, off the top whoady)
(Fa my dawgs, ya unda'stand?)
Talkin bout, baaaaabyy
(What it be like)
(Got ta love dis shit playboy)
(Ya unda'stand, and these hoes definatly got ta jock dey shit)
(My nigga won't come down bottom 'n its all gravy)
(Ya know, got ta respect where u from, lil' l.a. whoady)
(Y'all like ta ride, but down bottom, we love ta survive)
(Ain't no thang ta me)
(Ain't no way u can come down bottom, and don't make green whoady)

[Verse 1]

Lately, I been thinkin' bout love
Hasn't often happen to me, (fa sho' playa)
The only thing I always think of
Stays inside of me
Go on y'all, get out the kitchen
Because my bliss cookin'
Me 'n ms. daisy kissin'
While ain't nobody lookin'
Cook out at my uncles house
Whole neighborhood goin' be there
And its the fourth of july so you know it's on at the pier
Iiiiiiiiiiii love them county girls
With they big ole butts
Can't get my hopes up
'Cause she prob'ly my cousin
Sometimes when I get real homely
And a nigga feels all alone
Put down my micraphone
Time to goooo.....

Chorus
["Dirty!" in background]

Home, where, cotton grows
And them gangstas rool
On them white-wall vogues
And my grandpa russel on them old dirt roads
Pick up my stones
Damn I wanna go home

[Verse 2]

I won't forget where I done came from, (better not boy)
Before I even knew I was me
Saw all the flicks of me and my moms
Playin' with them moths in the tree
And yes I do remember
All of them family reunions
Grandmama had twenty-fo' kids
And that's the damn sho' truth
Even when I moved to cali'
Had to go back every summer
Grandaddy got so excited
You'd think santa clause was commin'
Gettin' down in the middle of the road
Mini v had a party that night
Me 'n pink infront of uncle g's house
Drinkin' beer gettin' high as a kite
Even when I got, bigga'
Westside fa' life, nigga
Where ever I go
I take the dirty south with me

[Chorus x2]

[Outro] (baby talking) {tq singing}
["Dirty" in background]

This one right here
(What about it?)
{When I go down there}
Goes out to tha dirty south
{Yeaaaaaaaa}
Where y'all came from
{Yeaaaaaaaa}
Home of the struggle baby
(Don't fuck with me nigga, you know what we all about)
{And ya know what I'm talkin' bout}
(Ya unda'stand)
For my grandaddy
I love you
Rest in peace
{Lately I been thinkin' bout love}
{Hasn't often happened to me}
{The only thing I always think of}
{Stays inside of me}

[Chorus 'till fade]
(Nigga, I got some bling bling fo' ya)
('N some ching ching fo' ya)
(I got a brand new bentley fo' ya)
(Y'all need ta come down here)
('N shed some love with us)
(You can marry the money whoady)
(I'll jock yo' style playboy)