Ayy world, this streets one-on-one I'm finna get your hand for payin' the J. Cohn And the quarter for the track boy music Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! You know my life, you know my life I'm livin', I'm livin', I'ma keep it I'ma keep doin' what I'm doin' Keep wildin' out for you all Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah This the new improved hood hop I make that mo' f***in' d*** do the wop Dirty run his mouth till the album drop That track boy beat like a free-pricka king on the block I'm seventeen, name ain't the same on the block And Peter knock f*** out his frame on the block And he'll come through and let it rain on the block And all they got to say is it's a shame on the block I'm hot, homeboy, I never get it twisted Numbers unlisted, stay in the third district For real, I'm ready to get naughty, best of both worlds So, hey shawty, show me the party And I'll show you the coke I can't show you my d***, you can show me your d*** If it f***in' trip, trip, then we'll show em' to folk If it f***in' run them tooth, then we'll show em' to mo' Now I'm a hot dirty, I be livin' dirty And I be keepin' dirty, and you know I'm dirty So hurry up, hurry, so hurry up, hurry Hurry up, hurry, hurry up, hurry Now I'm a hot dirty, I be livin' dirty And I be keepin' dirty, and you know I'm dirty So hurry up, hurry, so hurry up, hurry Hurry up, hurry, hurry up, hurry Now I wish your f***in' boyfriend up like that When I put that on the hood, I'm a straight man F***in' talk ish, but I don't like that Sayin' I don't like G, but I ain't write that And baby mama's man ain't bout this sh** Basically what I'm sayin', do a f***in' f*** And if I had to, I'd touch a f*** In the same breath, turn around and touch a f*** If I said it in a f***in' minute, f*** If it's raining, I ain't f***in' in it Track boy, give me money so I f***in' spend it Y'all rolls pretty well, but not the authentic And f*** you f***in' for, you rude clown I got s*** that'll turn your f***in' c*** brown You ain't heard, I'm the truth now By the fact, who gon' break it down, break it down Now I'm a hot dirty, I be livin' dirty And I be keepin' dirty, and you know I'm dirty So hurry up, hurry, so hurry up, hurry Hurry up, hurry, hurry up, hurry Now I'm a hot dirty, I be livin' dirty And I be keepin' dirty, and you know I'm dirty So hurry up, hurry, so hurry up, hurry Hurry up, hurry, hurry up, hurry It's a mystery, how we drop one single F*** And now the whole world miss me Freak this s*** like homegirl Missy Like I'm sellin' liquor, got the whole world tipsy Sick and tired of O.G. tryin' to gyp me So I put a lump in the ish, like a All I say is let them dudes come get me Watch a patch of chrome inside, like a gypsy Funny how I can't loaf in public Smoke in public, girl, even joke in public Got jokes, so that's why I'm so republic Cut to the joke, I start actin' so republic I had to sit backin' like I had to brick a mall So you got snakes on by the corner Show off, so show ass what these s*** look for Or let the pres show up mild with these s*** of four Now I'm alive and hurting I been livin' hurting And it's good to be hurting And it's good to go hurting So hurry up, hurry, so hurry up, hurry Hurry up, hurry, hurry up, hurry Now I'm alive and hurting I been livin' hurting And it's good to be hurting And it's good to go furing So hurry up, hurry, so hurry up, hurry Hurry up, hurry, hurry up, hurry HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!