hearts be game Hoes in the stable, none do I claim Niggaz with nothin to shoot for, at they only aim Gramps in the choir singin it's gonna rain in
and think about who use to cop our liquior (Who?) Our neighborhood father figure Hook: I'm out with my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah, "Niggas be rollin'" - Ol' Dirty
da, de dum, dum da dum de dum Everybody know the name, they call me Mr. Foxx Swagger on a millie, got the stuntin' game on lock Got them hundred dollar bills, I don't rain
stale V.I.Ped up Goin hard in body tap where they throw that cheeze up I been about my paper niggas know about my stack You dont like that dirty money
amongst the shit, the dirty linen The holy Coca Cola tins, the punctured footballs The ragged dolls, the rusting bicycles We'll sit and probably hold hands And watch the rain
And it caused his brain to holler Make the sacrifice Mutilate my face If you need someone to kill I'm a man without a will Wash the razor in the rain
't read my mind, I'm undefined I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window
Can't read my mind, I'm undefined I'm just beginning The pen's in my hand, ending unplanned Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window
umbrella I make it rain, (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain (I make It rain) I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain (I make
tight for heartbreak Buckle up for loneliness Right time to get away Where I'm going, I couldn't care I'm bored and I'm afraid I'm falling like rain
I'll ever be clear this pain Walk like a ghost through the streets Soaked from the pouring rain And I won't ask your god for mercy My spirits are low, my soul is dirty
just go running away We was broke outside of Philly when the storms came I was working in New Jersey, hitching rides in the rain You was happy, talkin' dirty
, in the back of the lot with me in your arms. The sun was falling. The grey rain was pouring. The cars were all dirty and slow. We both had our kiss
fair never dreamed that he could be rare Who cares who dares to make a change Everybody in the club trying to make it rain But not for famine just for
tongue lick it Tommy, I'm a pharaoh on the head "Well Done" Get it I made rain bitch, now get a hold of something She said her name is Paris, and this that Dirty
me and kill for me. best belive we ridin if the fan belt runnin. leave a muh fucka jus layin there bloody. im from the dirty and i make it rain, DAMN
life, dirty, I been livin', dirty And I'ma keep it, dirty until I'm gone dirty So where ya at dirty? So where ya at, dirty? Where dey at, dirty? Where dey at, dirty