Allow me to introduce myself
"I Am Dirty O"
This A Day Outside The Office
Never scared of a nigga my body bomb proof (Lets go)
I was trapping at 15 hitting licks off my mongoose (15th)
Trying to put my hands on some keys like Elton John (Rocket man)
I had dreams about a brick I never dreamed of prom (Never)
I was not the type to go and ask a bitch for nothing (Wait hold on)
Unless she had a cousin who could get me onions (Thats a fact)
Pops used to spot me stashing work in the backroom (Then what)
It got so bad I took homework to the classroom (Damn)
The best decision that I ever made
That work was in my locker when police did they raid
It actually became the safest place to keep the work
So most times I went to school because I needed work
Mom seen me trapping said boy you need to work (Word)
I was focused on the first and all the bags it bring (Gotta get it)
Infatuated with money I bought my baggies green (12 12's)
I been hustling since niggas wore the baggy jeans (Lets go)
Running from my nightmares going after dreams (Whoa)
I seen my boy take a E pill then have ceaser (Damn)
I seen a team fall and crumble It aint have a leader (Facts)
I learned more lessons the fiends than any teacher
My sauce from out the cabinet (Uh huh) diamonds out the freezer (Uh huh)
I miss the stash they used to have in the Uptown sneakers (Real hustlers know)
I think have a fever a nigga feeling sick
Like all these addicts when they cant seem to find that fix (What they do)
Throwing that H up they not for Houston (H Town)
That winning feel sooo good when you so used to losing (Aye)
Cant trust this bitch around my bag she always boosting
The head so good I let her keep on stealing (Ha ha)
Niggas hug the block before they hug they children
My boy coming home I'm hoping that he fly straight (Arrow)
Cause he been down since my profile on myspace (08)
Im getting sweet cake from this product Little Debbie (Then what)
They see the drip n wipe me down I feel like Webbie
We was out here with them red tops serving Peggy
This white girl good here they call for becky
These bitches is bad but the money sexy
I swear the money sexy
These bitches is bad but the money sexy
If it ain't family to bags I don't let it stress me (Yeah)
I think that money sexy
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Allow me to introduce myself
"I Am Dirty O"
This A Day Outside The Office
Never scared of a nigga my body bomb proof (Lets go)
I was trapping at 15 hitting licks off my mongoose (15th)
Trying to put my hands on some keys like Elton John (Rocket man)
I had dreams about a brick I never dreamed of prom (Never)
I was not the type to go and ask a bitch for nothing (Wait hold on)
Unless she had a cousin who could get me onions (Thats a fact)
Pops used to spot me stashing work in the backroom (Then what)
It got so bad I took homework to the classroom (Damn)
The best decision that I ever made
That work was in my locker when police did they raid
It actually became the safest place to keep the work
So most times I went to school because I needed work
Mom seen me trapping said boy you need to work (Word)
I was focused on the first and all the bags it bring (Gotta get it)
Infatuated with money I bought my baggies green (12 12's)
I been hustling since niggas wore the baggy jeans (Lets go)
Running from my nightmares going after dreams (Whoa)
I seen my boy take a E pill then have ceaser (Damn)
I seen a team fall and crumble It aint have a leader (Facts)
I learned more lessons the fiends than any teacher
My sauce from out the cabinet (Uh huh) diamonds out the freezer (Uh huh)
I miss the stash they used to have in the Uptown sneakers (Real hustlers know)
I think have a fever a nigga feeling sick
Like all these addicts when they cant seem to find that fix (What they do)
Throwing that H up they not for Houston (H Town)
That winning feel sooo good when you so used to losing (Aye)
Cant trust this bitch around my bag she always boosting
The head so good I let her keep on stealing (Ha ha)
Niggas hug the block before they hug they children
My boy coming home I'm hoping that he fly straight (Arrow)
Cause he been down since my profile on myspace (08)
Im getting sweet cake from this product Little Debbie (Then what)
They see the drip n wipe me down I feel like Webbie
We was out here with them red tops serving Peggy
This white girl good here they call for becky
These bitches is bad but the money sexy
I swear the money sexy
These bitches is bad but the money sexy
If it ain't family to bags I don't let it stress me (Yeah)
I think that money sexy
"I Am Dirty O"
This A Day Outside The Office
Never scared of a nigga my body bomb proof (Lets go)
I was trapping at 15 hitting licks off my mongoose (15th)
Trying to put my hands on some keys like Elton John (Rocket man)
I had dreams about a brick I never dreamed of prom (Never)
I was not the type to go and ask a bitch for nothing (Wait hold on)
Unless she had a cousin who could get me onions (Thats a fact)
Pops used to spot me stashing work in the backroom (Then what)
It got so bad I took homework to the classroom (Damn)
The best decision that I ever made
That work was in my locker when police did they raid
It actually became the safest place to keep the work
So most times I went to school because I needed work
Mom seen me trapping said boy you need to work (Word)
I was focused on the first and all the bags it bring (Gotta get it)
Infatuated with money I bought my baggies green (12 12's)
I been hustling since niggas wore the baggy jeans (Lets go)
Running from my nightmares going after dreams (Whoa)
I seen my boy take a E pill then have ceaser (Damn)
I seen a team fall and crumble It aint have a leader (Facts)
I learned more lessons the fiends than any teacher
My sauce from out the cabinet (Uh huh) diamonds out the freezer (Uh huh)
I miss the stash they used to have in the Uptown sneakers (Real hustlers know)
I think have a fever a nigga feeling sick
Like all these addicts when they cant seem to find that fix (What they do)
Throwing that H up they not for Houston (H Town)
That winning feel sooo good when you so used to losing (Aye)
Cant trust this bitch around my bag she always boosting
The head so good I let her keep on stealing (Ha ha)
Niggas hug the block before they hug they children
My boy coming home I'm hoping that he fly straight (Arrow)
Cause he been down since my profile on myspace (08)
Im getting sweet cake from this product Little Debbie (Then what)
They see the drip n wipe me down I feel like Webbie
We was out here with them red tops serving Peggy
This white girl good here they call for becky
These bitches is bad but the money sexy
I swear the money sexy
These bitches is bad but the money sexy
If it ain't family to bags I don't let it stress me (Yeah)
I think that money sexy
Writer: Durell Westbrook
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