Free Murda - This 1's for Dirt lyrics
[Free Murda - This 1's for Dirt lyrics]
Yeah, uh huh, uh huh yeah, Free Murda
Uh, huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Fort Greene, uh huh, uh huh brooklyn, 718
This one for Dirt this one for Dirt
Yeah, uh huh, check it, yeah
Bitch on my big dick
Quick to get that ass up
Before I hit it, in the shit
I make her hit the bathtub
Pull her pants down
I don't wanna hear her chaster
With her hands out, for my chips
Like a pastor
Past her plug her into walls like adapters
Take it to the hole
Try'nna score like the Raptors
Your bitch backed up, watch her making my hoe
Had that chick gassed up, more than ya Tahoe
Back up, once you see that four o'clock-tro
Hot foe, wanna beef with shells like a taco
Lame ass
You and your dame suck cock together
The way your 'dame dash'
You can sign you to Roc-A-Fella
Try and shit, man
You ain't ride nothing nice
And your whip's plain
Sorta like your fucking flight
Get your dove, right, here buck-seven, on
Yeah, that Snow White don't come
With them Seven Dwarfs
This one for Dirt, didididi do, yea
This one for Dirt, didididi do, yea
This one for Dirt, didididi do, yea
This one for Dirt, didididi do, yea
Calling me a dog, then leave this dog alone
Cuz nothing can stop me from burying my bones
In the backyard, of someone else's house
This Free Murda, but he not dogged out
Free Murda, but he not dogged out
Free Murda, but he not dogged out
Smoke bones of that sticky shit, get dome
From a skinny chick
You already know, what don't hit me, miss
Chicks moan off that gritty, shit, I
Want foam on them titties, miss
Get blows from a pretty chick
I'm from Fort Greene, home of the Fifty Cent
Home of Killa Ben, home of many men
Go to the Hillie, then, go to the cemi', then
Do like a buck, rolling on them remy rims
I don't eat pork
There's no hairs on my chinny chin
But, I keep kush
Look at the hairs on them pretty twins
We need to copy you, smoke dirt
Now that's reckless
Your chick top me, like she's first
And I was second
Off the record, I had your chick naked
Free Murda, just like a wire, we don't wet it
Blow so much cake, spit it on your chick fast
Hold so much weight
They think I need Slim Fast
Uh, huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Fort Greene, uh huh, uh huh brooklyn, 718
This one for Dirt this one for Dirt
Yeah, uh huh, check it, yeah
Bitch on my big dick
Quick to get that ass up
Before I hit it, in the shit
I make her hit the bathtub
Pull her pants down
I don't wanna hear her chaster
With her hands out, for my chips
Like a pastor
Past her plug her into walls like adapters
Take it to the hole
Try'nna score like the Raptors
Your bitch backed up, watch her making my hoe
Had that chick gassed up, more than ya Tahoe
Back up, once you see that four o'clock-tro
Hot foe, wanna beef with shells like a taco
Lame ass
You and your dame suck cock together
The way your 'dame dash'
You can sign you to Roc-A-Fella
Try and shit, man
You ain't ride nothing nice
And your whip's plain
Sorta like your fucking flight
Get your dove, right, here buck-seven, on
Yeah, that Snow White don't come
With them Seven Dwarfs
This one for Dirt, didididi do, yea
This one for Dirt, didididi do, yea
This one for Dirt, didididi do, yea
This one for Dirt, didididi do, yea
Calling me a dog, then leave this dog alone
Cuz nothing can stop me from burying my bones
In the backyard, of someone else's house
This Free Murda, but he not dogged out
Free Murda, but he not dogged out
Free Murda, but he not dogged out
Smoke bones of that sticky shit, get dome
From a skinny chick
You already know, what don't hit me, miss
Chicks moan off that gritty, shit, I
Want foam on them titties, miss
Get blows from a pretty chick
I'm from Fort Greene, home of the Fifty Cent
Home of Killa Ben, home of many men
Go to the Hillie, then, go to the cemi', then
Do like a buck, rolling on them remy rims
I don't eat pork
There's no hairs on my chinny chin
But, I keep kush
Look at the hairs on them pretty twins
We need to copy you, smoke dirt
Now that's reckless
Your chick top me, like she's first
And I was second
Off the record, I had your chick naked
Free Murda, just like a wire, we don't wet it
Blow so much cake, spit it on your chick fast
Hold so much weight
They think I need Slim Fast