Dirt Nasty - Chihuahua Freestyle lyrics

So, yo, what do you want to rap about
Legacy? I don't know man what should
We rap about? Nothing? Word
Let's rap about nothing
Yeah, you want to set it off? Yeah let's go
Hit that shit
This is a beautiful Sunday afternoon
Up in the Hollywood hills suck our dicks
I think he's gay

I'm up here in the Hollywood hills
Sunday afternoon, beautiful world
It's so delicious
When I see the sun, all I see is angels

I see bitches doing dishes in my kitchen
One's named Brenda, the other one
Can't remember but they both look good
They going to look better when they
Both go down on this peckerwood

Yo, we're here with the
Shit's about to get real thick
Hanging out with three little chihuahuas
They cost about six thousand dollars

I devour most rappers
And you internet nerds
Keep typing on computers
'Cause, I'll tell you this much
I got the Tahiti hat and I'm
Going to get Hawaiian butt sucked

Yo, it's March Madness
I hope Michigan State don't lose
That'd be tragic
After that, Duke going to play
I hope they don't lose today

This dog's fucking the other one
I'm the type of rapper to
Smother your mother's son
I'm a lovable, adorable gremlin
Your dad worked at the Indian 7 11

Yeah and I've seen his ass trembling
Like a little bitch without a weapon
I'm going to put him somewhere in the section
Locked up, like Hannibal Lecter

My erection don't need protection
It got a golden force field
That protect me from diseases
And I'll tell you something else, partner
Your mom work at hotel room, Ramada

Yo, don't fuck with Dirt with Andre
We might butt fuck your madre
Take you to El Compadre
Get you food poisoning until your
Shitting out your ass-way

I'm going to shit in your taco salad
Then butt fuck your dad while
He's writing a ballad
Your mom, she's got diarrhea
Not to mention that your sister
With the syphilis gonorrhea

She's got AIDS too i heard she died in 1992
That's fucked up, I rhymed "to" twice
Let me tell you some advice

But some advice for you rappers, get better
Me and Legacy been rapping
Since cheese was cheddar
Been rapping since milk was made of leathers
Rapping since the primordial
Days of cannibals

Yo, I rap like Christmas gifts
'Cause, I'm so gifted like Christmas, bitch
I jump out the window
Fly through the sky, high off indica

Yeah, I smoke dirt weed
Your mom ain't James Worthy, B
She look like Magic Johnson and it's ironic
His name's Magic Johnson, he beat AIDS, doggy

I bite like a piranha
Bite your mom's dick off, I'm sorry
I promise, I'll come back tomorrow
Give her some cash, see you manana

I'll butt fuck you in the fireplace in Aspen
Then take your dad's dick and cut it in half
Man i'm fucking savage
And your dad
He's a small wonder like Fred Savage

Don't fuck with Dirt
He'll put you in the ground
You'll die in this earth
Come back again as a faggot
That'd be fucked up, refrigerator magnets