Dirt Slang Lyrics

Dirt Slang lyrics

Yo man I got some sick ass shit, I got all kinds of bongs.
I got fuckin, I
got paramaxes, I got graffix
I got all the dope shit
I got superbowls, I
got fuckin skunk weed, I got skillz, listen
I'll get me on the court, you
know what I'm saying? I got skillz.
Look I got crossovers, I got doms, I got
lobs, I got ups
I got all kinds of skillz,
I got homeboys, I got weed, I
get high. I'm fuckin
I got dope VW car with fat ass fuckin whomper,
motherfucker...

I gots the light if you gots the time
I gots the
joint if you gots the rhyme
I gots the ink if you gots the papers
I gots
the flow if you'll catch the vapors. Crazy man.

Suburban ebonics coming
out my mouth.
Take a lesson bitch boy that's Kottonmouth.
But your square
nerdy asses won't understand.
So yo, break em off a fat ass piece
man.
Dirt slang, it starts like this bro,
I play dunk ball with the
homies and I eats pink taco
714 bustin up yo ass.
Suburban white bonics
they don't teach in class.
It's the psychedelic hip hop punk rock
shit.
So let me tell you mother fuckers who your fucking with.
Well I'm
Saint Dog and I spills my schpeil.
When I gets lit I like to bark some
shit,
Like it sucked up, cracked out, cock out biatch,
I only take licks
and a (??) rip.
I got you puzzled like the wrinkles on my scrotum sac.
I
got a gang a year, I keep my kicks on a rack.
From Airwalks to Bocks to Docs
to Birkenstock
Top it all off with some old skool socks.
No wonder why
your old lady rides my jock.
I got her tied up like a boat to a dock.
Yo
I twist up your mind with my wicked hog slang.
Uck-fay ou-yay umb-day
itch-bay,
Aint-say og-day ever-nay lays-pay.
Now that's the type of shit
comin slurred from Saint.
Emergency, emergency 911, Kottonmouth's on the
mic
So you bitches better run.

I gots the light if you gots the
time
I gots the joint if you gots the rhyme
I gots the ink if you gots
the papers
I gots the flow if you'll catch the vapors.
Crazy man. Dirt
slang.