Текст (слова) песни: Tq - Dirty

[Intro](Baby talking)

["Dirty" in background]

(Tssssssssss, off the top whoady)
(Fa my dawgs, ya unda`stand?)
Talkin bout, baaaaabyy,
(What it be like)
(Got ta love dis shit playboy)
(Ya unda`stand, and these hoes definatly got ta jock dey shit)
(My nigga won`t come down bottom `n its all gravy)
(Ya know, got ta respect where u from, lil` L.A. whoady)
(Y`all like ta ride, but down bottom, we love ta survive)
(Ain`t no thang ta me)
(Ain`t no way u can come down bottom, and don`t make green whoady)

[Verse 1]

Lately, I been thinkin` bout love,
Hasn`t often happen to me, (Fa sho` playa)
The only thing I always think of,
Stays inside of me,
Go on y`all, get out the kitchen,
Because my bliss cookin`,
Me `n Ms. Daisy kissin`,
While ain`t nobody lookin`,
Cook out at my uncles house,
Whole neighborhood goin` be there,
And its the fourth of July so you know it`s on at the pier,
IiiiiIIIIiii love them county girls,
With they big ole butts,
Can`t get my hopes up,
`Cause she prob`ly my cousin,
Sometimes when I get real homely,
And a nigga feels all alone,
Put down my micraphone,
Time to goooo......

[Chorus]
["Dirty!" in background]

Home, where, cotton grows,
And them gangstas rool,
On them white-wall Vogues,
And my grandpa Russel on them old dirt roads,
Pick up my stones,
Damn I wanna go home,
[Verse 2]

I won`t forget where I done came from, (Better not boy)
Before I even knew I was me,
Saw all the flicks of me and my moms,
Playin` with them moths in the tree,
And yes I do remember,
All of them family reunions,
Grandmama had twenty-fo` kids,
And that`s the damn sho` truth,
Even when I moved to Cali`,
Had to go back every summer,
Grandaddy got so excited,
You`d think Santa Clause was commin`,
Gettin` down in the middle of the road,
Mini V had a party that night,
Me `n Pink infront of Uncle G`s house,
Drinkin` beer gettin` high as a kite,
Even when I got, bigga`,
WESTSIDE fa` life, nigga,
Where ever I go,
I take the dirty south with me,

[Chorus x2]

[Outro] (Baby talking) {TQ singing}
["Dirty" in background]

This one right here,
(What about it?)
{When I go down there}
Goes out to tha dirty south,
{Yeaaaaaaaa}
Where y`all came from,
{Yeaaaaaaaa}
Home of the struggle baby,
(Don`t fuck with me nigga, you know what we all about)
{And ya know what I`m talkin` bout}
(Ya unda`stand)
For my grandaddy,
I love you,
Rest In Peace,
{Lately I been thinkin` bout love}
{Hasn`t often happened to me}
{The only thing I always think of}
{Stays inside of me}

[Chorus `till fade]
(Nigga, I got some bling bling fo` ya)
(`n some ching ching fo` ya)
(I got a brand new Bentley fo` ya)
(Y`all need ta come down here)
(`N shed some love with us)
(You can marry the money whoady)
(I`ll jock yo` style playboy)

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» Tq - Dirty
» Tq - Mama (Interlude)
» Tq - Keep It On The Low
» Tq - Ghetto
» Tq - Don Breezio
» Tq - When I Get Out
» Tq - Remembermelinda
» Tq - Daily
» Tq - Been a Long Time
» Tq - T Quritesbest Friend
» Tq - Come Again
» Tq - One Day
» Tq - Gotta Make That Money
» Tq - Ghetto
» Tq - G. H. E. T. T. O.
» Tq - Westside
» Tq - Paradise
» Tq - Westside Till I Die
» Tq - One
» Tq - The Comeback


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Tq - Dirty [Intro](Baby talking) ["Dirty" in background] (Tssssssssss, off the top whoady) (Fa my dawgs, ya unda`stand?) Talkin bout, baaaaabyy, (What it be like) (Got ta love dis shit playboy) (Ya unda`stand, and these hoes definatly got ta jock dey shit) (My nigga won`t come down bottom `n its all gravy) (Ya know, got ta respect where u from, lil` L.A. whoady) (Y`all like ta ride, but down bottom, we love ta survive) (Ain`t no thang ta me) (Ain`t no way u can come down bottom, and don`t make green whoady) [Verse 1] Lately, I been thinkin` bout love, Hasn`t often happen to me, (Fa sho` playa) The only thing I always think of, Stays inside of me, Go on y`all, get out the kitchen, Because my bliss cookin`, Me `n Ms. Daisy kissin`, While ain`t nobody lookin`, Cook out at my uncles house, Whole neighborhood goin` be there, And its the fourth of July so you know it`s on at the pier, IiiiiIIIIiii love them county girls, With they big ole butts, Can`t get my hopes up, `Cause she prob`ly my cousin, Sometimes when I get real homely, And a nigga feels all alone, Put down my micraphone, Time to goooo...... [Chorus] ["Dirty!" in background] Home, where, cotton grows, And them gangstas rool, On them white-wall Vogues, And my grandpa Russel on them old dirt roads, Pick up my stones, Damn I wanna go home, [Verse 2] I won`t forget where I done came from, (Better not boy) Before I even knew I was me, Saw all the flicks of me and my moms, Playin` with them moths in the tree, And yes I do remember, All of them family reunions, Grandmama had twenty-fo` kids, And that`s the damn sho` truth, Even when I moved to Cali`, Had to go back every summer, Grandaddy got so excited, You`d think Santa Clause was commin`, Gettin` down in the middle of the road, Mini V had a party that night, Me `n Pink infront of Uncle G`s house, Drinkin` beer gettin` high as a kite, Even when I got, bigga`, WESTSIDE fa` life, nigga, Where ever I go, I take the dirty south with me, [Chorus x2] [Outro] (Baby talking) {TQ singing} ["Dirty" in background] This one right here, (What about it?) {When I go down there} Goes out to tha dirty south, {Yeaaaaaaaa} Where y`all came from, {Yeaaaaaaaa} Home of the struggle baby, (Don`t fuck with me nigga, you know what we all about) {And ya know what I`m talkin` bout} (Ya unda`stand) For my grandaddy, I love you, Rest In Peace, {Lately I been thinkin` bout love} {Hasn`t often happened to me} {The only thing I always think of} {Stays inside of me} [Chorus `till fade] (Nigga, I got some bling bling fo` ya) (`n some ching ching fo` ya) (I got a brand new Bentley fo` ya) (Y`all need ta come down here) (`N shed some love with us) (You can marry the money whoady) (I`ll jock yo` style playboy) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Dirty: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/9143.html Все тексты песен: Tq » Tq - Dirty » Tq - Mama (Interlude) » Tq - Keep It On The Low » Tq - Ghetto » Tq - Don Breezio » Tq - When I Get Out » Tq - Remembermelinda » Tq - Daily » Tq - Been a Long Time » Tq - T Quritesbest Friend » Tq - Come Again » Tq - One Day » Tq - Gotta Make That Money » Tq - Ghetto » Tq - G. H. E. T. T. O. » Tq - Westside » Tq - Paradise » Tq - Westside Till I Die » Tq - One » Tq - The Comeback Рекомендуем скачать: » Евгений Бабенко - Экологическая песенка » Евгений Муравьев - Закрыть глаза? Устал от темноты... » Евгений Осин - Не надо, не плачь... » Елена Фролова - За тайгой » Евгений Банников - Я захлебнулся вашей суетой... » Евгений Клячкин - Романс черта » Елена Казанцева - Неужели уеду в Америку... » Евгений Коновалов - Гусарский вальс » Евгений Романов - Песнь песней » Елена Фролова - Воробушек, посол Христа отважный... » Елена Казанцева - Ресторан » Евгений Бабенко - Шереметьевский Post Scriptum » Евгения Козина - Где-то далеко, очень высоко дождь... » Елена Елизарьева - Вот и все » Евгений Белоусов - Такое короткое лето » Евгений Клячкин - (из к/ф Баллада о солдате) » Елена Фролова - Монолог Ксении Блаженной Петербуржской » Ефим Ташлицкий - Ответ на вопрос: Чего ты боишься? » Елена Решетняк - Я улетаю ждать » Елена Бушуева - Не хватит слов на каждый дождь и каждый ветер...
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