[Hook: Down & Dirty Boyz] GET UP GET OUT AND GET MY MONEY, HOE GET UP GET OUT AND GET MY MONEY, HOE [Hook] [Verse 1: Payaso] What the fuck are you
nowhere to turn to (When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by) Could you tell me where you run to? (When the L.A.P.D. see you ridin' dirty, dirty, dirty
Shampoo but, I'm down with the Nubian Nut, Joe and go for self You're buggin buddy doin somebody nosin don't know yourself Peace to Sef and Jeff, Tae ?Deesy Dirty
go, we can do it in your car, She said my pipe is meaner than a commoner road star Of course I wore a latex but first I made her taste it I went down
car jack Crack Boyz where the stores at Have you gotten to the track like top cats Now I never leave my hood dirty If I fell, then the money got my hood dirty
jacked Track Boyz where the stars at Have you got to the track like Tall Cat? But I'll never leave my hood derty If I fell, then the money got my hood dirty
we do it homeboy and we oh It's A-Town (105 Road for dem hoes) It's A-Town (East side for dem hoes) Attic Crew you already know Lil' John, Eastside Boyz
ta pull ya fuckin' card My midwest niggas hard Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card And down south we set if off Blow ya fuckin' face off And down south
now Pow, I'm on they tails now Helicopter well now From Carolina to the ATL, it's hell now Ah, simmer down, simmer down Before they kick our ass
Slide down dat bitch a little bit then stop Get back on the floor catch yo balance then drop Now bring it back up clap yo ass like hands I just wanna see yo ass dirty
[Intro: Elephant Man] Eastside Boyz (Yep! Atlanta Georgia) mayday!!! Good to go (The dirty south again!) Elephant Man, Likkle Jon, Busta Rhymes Alright
TO HARD TO BE IN THIS RAP SHIT IN DA STREETS ITS DA SAME TO THROWED UP IN THIS GAME TO TRUE TO MY HOOD IM TO DOWN TO GET DOWN SO LETS GET IT UNDERSTOOD
paper If you shining, show your bling King of the Underground, holding the throne down Want to try and take it from me, hater come on down (c'mon
cracked i'm slapping so hard my windshield cracked my old b**ch joalous, put my tires on a ? Chorus Slim Thug: gon' show them boyz how we rollin' mane
Jon and them East Side Boyz All I need is a lil' bomb and them East Side toys You can catch me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty mouth Sittin' on the
the sexiest, sexist Bitch call me sexy, sex, sexy, sexist I see you hoes on TV glamorous models super celebrities Rolls-Royce fine wines and class You need to come down
heat for days run street wit K's and hollows on a concrete crusade You made the pill now swallow You never thought tomorrow, you see me beam up all Strapped down
its gone be Cash Money to send ya strait to hell Tick tock of the week hour, shit gettin sour,Imma kill U ya' fuckin coward I gets down and dirty from
