Yeah
I just don't
Don't think they understand the type of shit you into, you know
You like it
Dirty

Fuckin' you deep, takin' pics on my phone
Yeah, dirty
Put you to sleep, when you wake up, it's dawn
Dirty
I'll violate all the meat on your bones
Yeah, dirty
Your shit gets saucy, I'll lick 'til it's gone
Dirty
Kiss me, I know it tastes like you
Yeah, dirty
You ain't done this before, but that's what we gon' do, yeah
Yeah, I can see it in you

You like when I do you dirty
Yeah, yeah
Like when I do you dirty, oh
I'll put your face in the pillow
I'll be smackin' on that ass
I grab your neck, choke you real slow
You ain't even gotta ask
You like when I do you dirty
I ain't gon' tell nobody
Oh, tell nobody
Oh, tell nobody

Dirty
You bust it open, I'm lovin' the show
Dirty
Angel for them, but for me you're a hoe
Dirty
Both hands and no hands, you get to the job
Dirty
You came for the cream, when I'm close, you don't stop
'Cause you're dirty
Kiss me, I know it tastes like me
Yeah, dirty
I'm the nastiest nigga that you've ever seen
Yeah
I see somethin' in you
Yeah

You like when I do you dirty
Yeah, yeah
Like when I do you dirty, oh
I'll put your face in the pillow
I'll be smackin' on that ass
I grab your neck, choke you real slow
You ain't even gotta ask
You like when I do you dirty
I ain't gon' tell nobody
Oh, tell nobody
Oh, tell nobody

It seem nice and slow, it's so physical, it's two hunnid on the dash
Bust that open, oh, know I want all the smoke, ain't even gotta ask
When I get to
Bust all over your body

Woah
You like when I do you dirty
Yeah, yeah
Like when I do you dirty, oh, oh
I'll put your face in the pillow
I'll be smackin' on that ass
I grab your neck, choke you real slow
You ain't even gotta ask
You like when I do you dirty
I ain't gon' tell nobody
Oh, tell nobody
Oh, tell nobody

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Writer(s): Durrell Babbs