1900Rugrat - Clean and Dirty (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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1900Rugrat - Clean and Dirty (en) Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (You aren't even
a cool breeze for my man Taz)
I'm in this bitch with
Twonem, haha, yeah
Free three, haha, yeah
Walked in fitted, then
I, left out dirty
Twonem spinnin' like
the Kentucky Derby
I been way too geeked, I
popped too many perkies
And my pills clean, but
my gun dirty, cracka
(Huh, uh, uh), yeah
My pills clean, but my
gun dirty, cracka
Wake up, hit for 50, feel like Curtis
I roll her in the Rolls, she feel
exposed, drop the curtain
You got poles, and I got poles, just
drop the lo', be thеre in thirty
Grab my mask, get to purgin', we
makе mama's go to churches
We make granny's broke off
funeral homes, I don't do
nun' of that rapping
We wrap opps up like tortillas, boy
you know this shit get tragic
If I catch Lil Nine, I'ma hit his ass
with that Nina' all in traffic
Brand new stick, I'll wave the
bitch like Selena, I do magic
Off ten beans in a Beamer, double-
stack got me on Venus
Unc mad, made him wait for two
hours, he in here fiendin'
I ain't do it for no reason,
plug playin' on my re-up
Long as I get that shit gone,
get to smoke and kick my
feet up (Hmm, hmm, yeah)
Bitch, better go suit up,
yeen got no excuses
I been beating my feet, something
like I abuse em
Talking to God, I miss my brudda,
like why you took him?
Fuck them crackas, they took my dawg,
I'm askin' why they booked him
Bitch I stood tall, they
can't overlook me
Always shootin' straight,
just a little crooked
Still servin' Cookies, still
fuck with auntie
Still on that porch, I might
be up but I ain't signed
Crack that seal and po'
me up bout' four lines
I ain't dropped a Audemar, but
they all knowin' it's my time
State trooper get behind me,
I'm doing 160 on the I
I might serve the lows, but I'm
still outchea getting high
As God, wave the rod
Like I'm from Saint Pete
Bitch, I'm geeked up in the
stu, we in here eight deep
Steady counting all this cheese,
that's why they hate me
I told her I don't want the pussy,
she damn near raped me
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