Ridin' dirty, straight up to the Cadillacs I'm ridin' dirty, know what I'm down on the slab, boy Ridin' dirty, for real tho, ridin'
Have you ever been in a clean ass 'Lac big out the window, everybody got a sack Got my heat right between my seat, got a box of thangs In case these fools start with me
You'd be surprised how them wink, girl, I can't stop Give my headlights a blink and them up out the top And movin' and keep rollin' Fools that don't be holdin' I'm comin' and foldin'
And I can't stand snitches, wanna all of y'all Even though some bustas fall I'm still like a ball And having things my way, that highway Sellin' that big yay, a place to stay
Police, wanna run in Talkin' on cell got a lotta kids done in I wanna like Arnold, Willis and Mr. Drummond And my paper sturdy, big birds and tight herbs
Fool, I'm ridin' Big birds and herbs, fool I'm ridin' dirty Ridin' dirty, fool, ridin'
Tell me can you it? Man, nothin' can save ya I believe it's that for gettin' yo papers Or you heard about them birds? We call it that cheese In we get it with ease, hit I-10 if you please
But these polices, they think they as creases For no reasons, man, they up strippin' cars to pieces Out of suspicion or if they thinkin' you on a Ain't no wishin' or prayin', sayin' assume the position
Hands ya head, down on ya knees You get the case and get yo weight and yo G's Come on, I use to ride the Port city streets a chick with pretty feets and a box of Philly Sweets
They tried to finish me but couldn't get it So somebody the law Big Bun was the one ridin' dirty Man, told the law Big Bun was the one ridin' dirty
Sup PA, uh, what, dirty Beamount, yeah, uh, man, dirty Uh, ridin' dirty, uh, ridin' Uh, in New York, ridin' dirty
Uh, big D-Town, know what I'm Ridin' dirty That big H-Town, know what I'm Southside Ridin' dirty, uh, uh, dirty
Uh, ridin dirty, wussup Lord J (Know I'm talmbout?) Uh, that ridin' dirty Yeah, that westside ridin'
Uh, that, that, that ridin' dirty Uh, California ridin' dirty, fools in ridin' dirty My fool Spice ridin' dirty, I that fool Brad ridin' dirty And Big Mike dirty and all my fools ridin' dirty
Uh, uh, what, baby dirty And Big Bun ridin' dirty, my Leroy ridin' dirty And Big Mitch ridin' dirty, and O, dirty Uh, uh, all my in Louisiana ridin' dirty
Mister Chris ridin' All my fools in Atlanta dirty, ridin' dirty Carolina, North Carolina, ridin' dirty Flippin', ridin' dirty, know what I'm
Up in Washington, dirty Miami, Florida, where they the Vice Know what I'm talmbout? dirty Uh, dirty, ridin' dirty, ridin' dirty