Dirt Nasty - 1980 lyrics

"What happened to your queer party friends?"

I got a gold chain i'm on cocaine
I'm like yo mane (what what what what)

I rolled in, straight from Oakland
Holding my dick like a US Open trophy
Word up to hyphy
Y'all don't know me - Dirt Nasty
Ass cheeks spread wide g-string to the side
1 drink, courvoisier 2 drink, vodka straight
3 drink, I'm in the sink
Throwin' up on my brand new mink

Coat, and I'm doing coke
Y'all can't hold my donkey rope (nope)
Call the pope, pray for me
Gold Rolls Royce with your lady (ding)
I lived through the 80s, and shit was crazy

Everybody wanna know my name
Bring the pain and pop the champagne
Every girl wanna hold my chain
When I fuck they brains out on the Mustang

I got a gold chain (Like it was 1980)
I'm on cocaine (Like it was 1980)
I'm like yo mane (Like it was 1980)
It sure don't seem that way to me
And tell your girl to stop pagin' me
What what what what

I rolled in, stoned as hell
White lines, gold Cazals hotel on Sunset
Young hoes get undressed (bet)
Dirt dick ain't done yet
Insert the clip and get the gun wet
'Nuff said, I'm radical
T-shirt say "Party Animal" (rawr)

I ain't no amateur
This ain't no Hands Across America
I shine like Morrisey on
Hennesey on Christmas eve (no)
No, more like Morris Day on helly yay
Dressing gay (ding)
I lived through the 80s, and shit was crazy

Everybody want to know my name
Bring the pain and pop the champagne
Every girl wanna hold my chain
When I fuck they brains out on the Mustang

I got a gold chain (Like it was 1980)
I'm on cocaine (Like it was 1980)
I'm like yo mane (Like it was 1980)
It sure don't seem that way to me
And tell your girl to stop pagin' me

What what what what
"What happened to your queer party friends?"
I got a gold chain i'm on cocaine
I'm like yo mane what what what what
I got it, I got it, I got it, got it, got it

Gold chain (Like it was 1980)
I'm on cocaine (Like it was 1980)
I'm like yo mane (Like it was 1980)
It sure don't seem that way to me
And tell your girl to stop pagin' me

What what what what
Gold chain (Like it was 1980)
I'm on cocaine (Like it was 1980)
I'm like yo mane (Like it was 1980)
It sure don't seem that way to me
And tell your girl to stop pagin' me