Dirty Run

Hold on tight and don't let go
 Baby, I'm about to explode...
 It's Dirty Run, when you see me coming high
 Nine times out of ten, don't wonder how
 It's Dirty Run, it's Dirty Run, no more vacancies
 I'm a minute from feeling no sympathy
 When you see me coming high
 It's nine times out of ten, you will wonder how
 It's Dirty Run, it's Dirty Run -- "Run" -- Run-DMC sample
 I'm a minute from feeling no sympathy
 Bitches be actin' like they so damn fine
 That's why I fuck 'em at the drop of a dime
 Needle dick niggaz, go fuck a needle
 Before I squash a John Lennon, like a Beetle
 Dirt McGirt, Mr. McGirt to the hoes
 Stinkin' rich, cover your mouth and your nose
 Man of my codes, it's old man, dig it?
 Sometimes rockin' went, and Dirty might kick it
 Damn, your takers, that's the type to flight
 To get any more suck, how niggaz dick through a flint
 Big pimp, watch the fur bad
 A hundred lick, hundred lick, hundred lick fabulous
 Bring it like a bus full of travelers
 Turn it up so the cops will get mad at us
 Swear to God, we're the trouble, you imagine us
 Cuz the news only exploit the bad in us
 When, turn it down a little
 Cuz the ground is startin' to crack a little
 Diamond, baby, in the time and place
 When your legs get tired, you can sit on my face
 And touch me, tease me, feel me, caress me
 Hold on tight and don't let go, baby I'm about to explode.
 Take that bitch for bite, my name Dirt Dog not cake with ice, bitch
 Fuck bitin', when there's so much pussy
 If you ain't into ass, then pimp 'em for the cash
 Come quick, turn the camera on
 So whose that rippin' off your mama's thong?
 Dirty, creep out your back door, nigga
 With my shoes untied, zippin' up my zipper