[Hook: Quavo] Young nigga hit juugs with that dirty stick Watch me scrap the pot (skurt!) with that dirty stick She a bad bitch, finesse you, now she dirty, bitch Oh my God, young nigga I love that dirty stick Dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks Dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks Dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks Dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks, dirty sticks
[Verse 1: Quavo] Young rich nigga keep a dirty ass stick Finesse you out the pair with your [?], that's a dirty bitch Cooking up the pie with that dirty ass stick Pow, pow, pow, gggraow with the dirty stick What's that in your cup? Man that's that dirty shit. (Lean!) All my goons go crazy they be on that dirty shit Ridin' round the city in a dirt ass Benz Had to cut some niggas off, I had some dirty ass friends 32 dirty birds and they white, look like Michael Jackson Try me with the fuck shit, then my animals attack 'em Uncle Sam, had to tax 'em Warren Sapp, quarterback sack 'em Good gas, good cookie, sip the Green Bay I pack 'em
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[Verse 2:] I'm mobbin', I'm working the pot with them dirty sticks Got bino all up in the pot, whipping up 36 Like Grady and Fred G. Sanford I don't fuck with no dirty bitch I lick on the molly and hit that bitch with that metal stick Longway Hefner on a nigga they calling the boy your majesty Them dirty sticks, them dirty sticks, young nigga come blast a bitch You cuffing your bitch, I'm cuffing your bitch We switch and we smash that shit You talking bout racks, they stuffed in my MCM bag They next to my dirty stick Don't fuck with no rat, no snitch, get found in a ditch Get hot with that dirty stick We call for them birds, young nigga with dirty sticks They same what to happen Bird and shit Got hit with them dirty, dirty sticks and they were finessed by a bitch Slim Dunkin on layup and shit, 3 amigos along with his shit Took [?] to serve up a brick, instead of shopping we [?]
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[Verse 3:] I be playing with them dirty birds like my name Jamaal Pull up, hop out, I valet the Jag and Kamals' Actavis that is my medicine No internet but I'm connected to that white girl, Kevin Federline Takeoff the vegetarian I gotta have my lettuce and celery I'm taking them trips to Beverly I'm strapped with dirty artillery The bando it got a dispensary Lil mama she diggin' she feeling me She told me she want to run round the lobby I gave her a molly and left the club in the Ferrari I'm pouring that dirty, that 40
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