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O C Get It Dirty

and family know We get it dirty nigga [Chorus: D Flow] We get it rockin, get it happenin, we get it dusty We get it crunk son, we get it all that, trust

family know We get it dirty nigga [Chorus: D Flow] We get it rockin, get it happenin, we get it dusty We get it crunk son, we get it all that, trust

on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin low in

C'mon, let's get popped in love I know you popular, admitted your club But I just wanna toss you up Before I swallow you whole I need to wash it down

C'mon, c'mon, yeah, c'mon, yeah Uh, oh (Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Uh, oh (Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Uh, oh (Uh, oh, oh, oh) Oh, oh The parties where you're at then

hits, like porno-flicks do chicks The 666 cut W.I.C. like Newt Gingrich sucks dicks Meanwhile, the government brings Star Wars From glocks to glockers C.O

can't sleep When the outlawz there I know it's rainin on your block nigga (nigga) You can't quit it And you're prayin for it to stop nigga (nigga) You

and fo' [I] UHH! Count it up [C] Nah we gon' count it down [I] Nah man, we're gonna count it up [C] Mmmm, let's get back to that umm, food tip though

C'mon, c'mon, yeah, c'mon, yeah Uh, oh (Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Uh, oh (Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Uh, oh (Uh, oh, oh, oh) Oh, oh The parties where you're at then