It's my skinny jeans With my Chuck Ts on It's those ruby red lips And that black lace thong When the police hem me up And I ain't done no wrong So I light one up And it goes straight to the dome
It goes (Ha, ha, ha) It goes straight to the dome It goes (Ha, ha, ha) It goes straight to the dome It goes
They don't call me dope in my town, they call me filthy I don't need a judge to tell me that I'm guilty Turn this fucker up and get loud if you feel me In my town they don't call me dope, they call me filthy
They call me filthy They call me filthy
It's my JV leather jacket Dripping swag in the hood It's that thin blue line Say I'm up to no good It's those hips that make it twitch Bounce it all night long Got those cheeks I wanna kiss It's that black lace thong
It goes (Ha, ha, ha) It's that black lace thong It goes (Ha, ha, ha) It goes all night long
They don't call me dope in my town, they call me filthy I don't need a judge to tell me that I'm guilty Turn this fucker up and get loud if you feel me In my town they don't call me dope, they call me filthy
They call me filthy They call me filthy They call me filthy They call me filthy
(Ha, ha, ha) (Ha, ha, ha)
They don't call me dope in my town, they call me filthy I don't need a judge to tell me that I'm guilty Turn this fucker up and get loud if you're with me In my town they don't call me dope, they call me filthy
They call me filthy They call me filthy They call me filthy They call me filthy
They don't call me dope in my town, they call me filthy They don't call me dope in my town, they call me filthy They don't call me dope, they call me filthyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
