paroles de chanson Filthy Clean - Yurri Mondavi

Filthy filthy
Yea I'm filthy clean
I got knots in my jeans
I got rocks in my rings
Do you feel me spill me
Oops I got that drip and the sauce and the juice
Like baby what it do
Tell me who you are
Shorty thick as thieves
Damn she stole my heart
Now a nigga heartless like from the start
Hot like mercury
I'm a shooting star with a carry on

30s working on me like I'm Stephen curry
30 on ya back you ain't Stephen Curry
Catch Mondavi in the kitchen cooking chicken curry
That's my alibi ain't no different story
Yes I'm amazing
In yo mouth like Cajun
Oh Mondavi blazing
Check my eyes they Asian
It's visible I clearly want that smoke
Got em choking I'll make em clear that throat
What a disease got the antidote
For the deceased they ain't got no hope
So I degrease soda for the soap
Watch my increase calculate the slope
I draw the line I just run and rise
Yes I'm inclined never declined
Never denied on the east side
But I'm Northside I just reside
Take a pic with God that's my best side

Filthy filthy
Yea I'm filthy clean
I got knots in my jeans
I got rocks in my rings
Do you feel me spill me
Oops I got that drip and the sauce and the juice
Like baby what it do
Tell me who you are
Shorty thick as thieves
Damn she stole my heart
Now a nigga heartless like from the start
Hot like mercury
I'm a shooting star with a carry on

Stank stank what you think
Got that arm and hammer
You don't think make you stink
Got that arm and hammer
You can see the judge
Gavel hammer
God is the judge Let you meet your maker
So I love and I pray for my enemies
But they hate and they prey on my energy
If ever I'm solo
Dolo
I still got angels by the boat load
Yes I'm different not innocent
Yes I'm innocent no evidence
Born sinner God is the difference
Do you smell me
Heaven sent
Take a good whiff from a mile away
Lead you through the dark and see brighter days
Bathing in the sun then we Chilling shade
How you getting baptized surfing on a wave

Filthy filthy
Yea I'm filthy clean
I got knots in my jeans
I got rocks in my rings
Do you feel me spill me
Oops I got that drip and the sauce and the juice
Like baby what it do
Tell me who you are
Shorty thick as thieves
Damn she stole my heart
Now a nigga heartless like from the start
Hot like mercury
I'm a shooting star with a carry on