Marcus the Messiah - Dirty Lyrics

Talk to me
Yeah talk to me dirty
Pull up to the lot aye
I'm swerving
Ballin ballin' like I'm Kyrie Irving
If I has a dime for everything my homies servin'

Ide be rich
So much dimes they falling out my fist
I'm a player you can't be my bitch
Stacking bread I'm working night shifts
I get box like I'm Rhody Rich
She give it to me like a f*cking gift
I wanna f*ck her put her on my list
Eternal slumber ima hit yo switch
Pass it to my brother Ill get the assist

Dropping dimes on these hater
Said that she a boss bitch and I gotta pay her
Told her ass to walk bitch I'm all about my paper
Said come to the dark side like I'm Darth Vader
Now she dropping dimes in the fountain makin' wishes
Put em the news man my niggas they are vicious
Tryna join the crew gotta check yo credentials
Bring yo friend too and suck me off until I finish told 'em talk to me

Talk to me
Yeah talk to dirty
Pull up out the lot aye
I'm swerving
Ballin ballin' like I'm Kyrie Irving
If I has a dime for everything my homies servin'

Warning
We gone pull up wit no warning
Shorty only hit me when she feelin' horny
Dick up in her kidney gripping on the forty
She sniffin' that whitey like her name Courtney
Bitch I'm the house like Cory
Wit my fn he movin' crazy ima burn em
In yo section but you won't know cause I ain't worried
I went and f*cked yo bitch but that's a whole nother story

Money talks
Bitches talk
But real niggas walk
It's funny how these bitches want me now that I'm hot
Bitch I cannot cuff you I hope that ain't yo plot
Shorty told me come over I can f*ck her on the spot
Fired from my job that will not stop my grind
Put 'em on the news yeah we makin' headlines
Came out of the blue told her bring her friends too
She gone blow on my dick just like a flute told her talk to

Talk to me
Yeah talk to dirty
Pull up out the lot aye
I'm swerving
Ballin ballin' like I'm Kyrie Irving
If I has a dime for everything my homies servin'