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Hey, Riley, baa I love you, brother You're getting big, brah, bigger than me Your fuckin' surfboard on, on roids, man Why don't you get on it? On it With your uncle, and me Dirty man, dirty man, dirty man She ain't know a thing, dirty man, dirty man I got plans to think, thirty grand, thirty grand Get my man a drink in his hand, in his hand Nah Don't get lippy 'Less you on top and your arse look drippy Parlez-vous français? No way, I'm trippy Why she speak French and her friends speak English? (What?) Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, I get it I could be cool, or just leave or live with it (Aw, shit) (Hey, Riley, baa) But that's cool with me I'm just a pretty face, plenty fish in the sea, it's like Where my dogs, G? I'ma go down in a Mazda and give her head, see I'm up all night, steady sippin' till she want me Then I'ma flip it down and get brain just like I'm a zombie, oi I could be a helping hand I could be a garbage man (Hey, Riley, baa) I could be a checkout chick We could make a porno flick (I love you, brother) Dirty man, dirty man, dirty man She ain't know a thing, dirty man, dirty man I got plans to think, thirty grand, thirty grand Get my man a drink in his hand, in his hand I'ma make her sit up, she gon' make me lick her Chain around my neck, she gonna pull it till I kiss her Hair on my chest, yeah, she clean, yeah, she clean Rockin' with the best, gimme more, I'm a fiend Dirty man, dirty man, dirty man I got half a gram in my pocket where I stand What a plan, what a plan, what a plan She ain't know a thing, dirty man, dirty man I could be a helping hand I could be a garbage man I could be a checkout chick We could make a porno flick They call me Rocky 'Cause I'm not walkin' out the ring without a hottie If they want drama, might leave your shirt a bit spotty See Marty stumbling, chundering in the lobby All I ever done came here for was that sloppy Mix that rice up with that tuna, call it poke Spilt that sauce up on my face, I needed chopsticks Now I'm swimmin' through that river in her body Naughty boy, I get busy So now she strokin' on my ego, trippin' like I'm Neo I might chalk it up, that juju cat taste like Benito She touchin' on my dicky, tryna get a quickie Lyin' isn't easy if you know that you're the Mickey (Oh) I could be a helping hand I could be a garbage man I could be a checkout chick We could make a porno flick (Hey) Ayy, you a savage Dirty man, dirty man, dirty man Ayy, you a savage Dirty man, dirty man, dirty man (Hey) Break ya neck
Writer(s): Martin Guilfoyle, Conor Grealish, William Gunns, Dominic Kim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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