Lyrics Dirty - Staggy

That's a neck
On the porch 'till I hop off the deck
Baby, I ain't going to use you for sex
Got a check moving pounds in the Czech
(What?)
I split a purple pill with my girl like D12
Snapped Achilles, now both your knees swell
Stomp his face until he got that feet smell
She gone tell you how I fucked in detail

(Foot on necks)
(Webster bank, I just cashed my check)
(I don't sleep, I don't need no rest)
(Foot on necks)

Mixing the compounds in the cup, I might throw in a Xanny for special effects
It's been a long time, but I think you remember the last time you made me upset
Only good with these songs, I ain't gone cap, I ain't talking computers when I talk Hi-Tech
Boy, I came from a long line of some killers, And they ain't going to spare you they ringing your neck
That's a neck
On the porch 'till I hop off the deck
Baby, I ain't going to use you for sex
Got a check moving pounds in the Czech
(What?)
I split a purple pill with my girl like D12
Snapped Achilles, now both your knees swell
Stomp his face until he got that feet smell
She gone tell you how I fucked in detail
(And that shit was graphic oh my god she let me fuck)
Buck, Buck, Bucks
And that shit dirty as fuck
Still not as dirty as what's in my cup
Throwing up, that's when I take too much
Blowing up whenever Sloan gone come
(This is Sloan shoutout Connecticut)
(Shoutout Connecticut)
Boy I'm up with your bitch and she getting it
She come back cause I fuck her with etiquette
Hit her with every one of the seven sins
Take pride in the way that I fuck from the back
Lust in her eyes when I'm pulling her tracks
Said to hit again I need to take her to Saks
Greedy bitch I had to cut contact
Got a new bitch, now she envy me
Start the party I'm the MVP
Got Bacardi got the Hennessey
Can't let anger get the best of me
So I'm fucking her friends
Damn, lil baby I told you I'm playing
Thought you knew that I'm only your man
Where you going? This ain't part of the plan
Damn
Damn
Hope you know I still hit it on cam
And you got me if you in a jam
Said "If you leave I'm letting it Blam"
Blam

Mixing the compounds in the cup, I might throw in a Xanny for special effects
It's been a long time, but I think you remember the last time you made me upset
Only good with these songs, I ain't going to cap, I ain't talking computers when I talk Hi-Tech
Boy, I came from a long line of some killers, And they ain't going to spare you they ringing your neck
That's a neck
On the porch 'till I hop off the deck
Baby, I ain't going to use you for sex
Got a check moving pounds in the Czech
(What?)
I split a purple pill with my girl like D12
Snapped Achilles, now both your knees swell
Stomp his face until he got that feet smell
She gone tell you how I fucked in detail