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letra de dirty record - that yung chase

[hook]
she wanna hear that dirty record
that her and her girlfriends can rock wit’
pop and lock wit’, no stoppin’
this her favourite track
she be like bring it back
one time bring it back
she wanna knock boots to this dirty record
she wanna get loose to this dirty record
she wanna cruise, then snooze
dream of taboos
let me bruise her fuse
’cause she feels a spark when i come through

[verse 1]
she got them pretty brown eyes
brown skin, beautiful, super fly
flawed but flawless at the same time
stand on the clouds
9, pm me and her ride, in my ride
thoughts of making her mine
mind me, she said f-ck the car she’d rather ride me
bump ‘n’ grind in the back seat
all you can eat, but i ain’t hungry
heart beatin’ fast, she said she love me
it’s prolly, the roast that got her delusional
i’m old school this is so new to you
got her wet i should bucket
this candy rain i’m so for real
you smile through the pain
v-g-n- rain but she unfit to be queen
she more fit to be a actress for the over 18’s
sure there’s plenty fish in the sea, but you a mermaid
she wanna go scuba diving… girl this only the first date

[hook]

[verse 2]
tumbled across her when i was surfing tumblr
saw her on my dash thought, what a bad broad
talked in a week had her ready fi (uh uh)
pause we cl!ck, time skip
told her come quick
oh lord she knockin’ on my door
like a jehovah’s witness
but jehovah wouldn’t be proud to witness
what’s about to go down
shh, don’t make a sound
why this bed so loud?
she beggin’ fo a pound, i was lookin’ fo change
uttered where’s the rubbers?
time to erase the last n-gga, that had ya
sh-t, don’t get it twisted like fanta
if that cat was a book i’d read it
if it was a punchin’ bag i’d beat it
but mama gone be leavin’ the store
it’s a shame they don’t sell time ’cause we out of it
quick gimme a kiss, locked lips
held the key for 3 secs, got free s-x

[hook]

[verse 3]
d-mn girl that’s crazy
yo’ dad on some other sh-t, f-cked up our relations
he must be sick, he ain’t got patience
sorry i kept ya, i just couldn’t let ya
go, when you top like a pro
go get the cam let’s make a movie
girl back up that booty, such a cutie pie
can’t look you in eye and not kiss
your lips, soft marshmellow
mega minty baby, me and you so pretty
gritty, nitty she a fiend for love above all
i wanna uh you
her face painted mona lisa
amazing is you grace?
graciously she play wid me
can’t play offence she play the d
like an elite and when she miss me
she play the dir-tee, the dir-tee, the dir-tee, dir-tee
record she adores
she wanna slam so i closed all the doors
and turned off the lights…
leggo raw

[hook]

- that yung chase

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