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Kottonmouth Kings » Dirt Slang
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	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 dimes, 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 remote control car with fat ass fuckin whomper buds Fuckin varsity team, D-Loc said represent 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 I gots 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-eyed biatch I only kick licks and a I don't shoot brick I got you puzzled like the wrinkles on my scrotum sac I got a gang a gear, 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 say 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
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