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"Dirty Money"

Yo wattup ma I got a pocket full of stinky's
Let's go spin these right quick, what's that?

All my fly bitches like
(Dirty money, dirty money)
All my stripper bitches like
(Dirty money, dirty money)

All my college hoes like
(Dirty money, dirty money)
Don't it spend so right?
(Dirty money, dirty money)

Now let's go shopping, let's go chill
(Dirty money, dirty money)
Let's go buy them new Louis Vuitton heels
(Dirty money, dirty money)

Ass of La Perla, ears full of pearls
(Dirty money, dirty money)
Damn dirty money know how to treat the girls
(Dirty money, dirty money)

Give a little, take a little, ma check the dealy
Most niggas is will not's, you're dealing with a willy
3-D faces on them crystal billi's
Got Benji lookin' all googley eyed and silly

The glitter chill got ya mind seein' milli mill's
I'm 7 figga, the bigger you thought the little real
See I don't blame ya, cashmere's what you feel
Picturing the fortune, you just tryna spin the wheel

Brain like Terry, face like Eva
I ain't forgettin' them other house wife's neither
Two seater's, back in the trunk, 2 feet
We stayin' up till 2 a.m. to watch cheetah's

As long as I'm nice with the flame and the flass
I don't mind keepin' you up on them must have's
Pito pumps, Gucci slouch bags
Now tell me, is that dirty money really that bad?

All my fly bitches like
(Dirty money, dirty money)
All my stripper bitches like
(Dirty money, dirty money)

All my college hoes like
(Dirty money, dirty money)
Don't it spend so right?
(Dirty money, dirty money)

Now let's go shopping, let's go chill
(Dirty money, dirty money)
Let's go buy them new Louis Vuitton heels
(Dirty money, dirty money)

Ass of La Perla, ears full of pearls
(Dirty money, dirty money)
Damn dirty money know how to treat the girls
(Dirty money, dirty money)

We could trip tuition, you could be the vixen
You could front for ya girlfriend's, I ain't trippin'
You done got you a rapper, I see ya vision
And one of the best too, that's ambition

You could tell me 'bout ya day, I pretend I listen
And you ain't gotta love me, just be convincin'
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I don't ask much, some ashes on the cuff
And that silver bullet, automatic or the clutch

Nah mama hush, you ain't even gotta speak
Just put it on ya charge, checks meets ya feet
Compliment me, take the bitter with the sweet
And we can get this money like it's falling outta tree

Come spend a dolla, yeah, bathe in it, walla
Seventeen five for the low, tell 'em "Holla"
Love you in the Scoda, Jimmy Choo, Prada
Snow White ya life, hows that for starters?

All my fly bitches like
(Dirty money, dirty money)
All my stripper bitches like
(Dirty money, dirty money)

All my college hoes like
(Dirty money, dirty money)
Don't it spend so right?
(Dirty money, dirty money)

Now let's go shopping, let's go chill
(Dirty money, dirty money)
Let's go buy them new Louis Vuitton heels
(Dirty money, dirty money)

Ass of La Perla, ears full of pearls
(Dirty money, dirty money)
Damn dirty money know how to treat the girls
(Dirty money, dirty money)

To my fly ghetto bitches with their hair shop talk
Braggin' to there hair dresser 'bout that shit he bought
To my South Beach bitches with that sassy walk
Who ain't tryna hea

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