Ridin' dirty, up dedicated to the Cadillacs I'm dirty, know what I'm sayin'? Comin' on the slab, boy dirty, for real tho, ridin' dirty
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 them In case these fools start with me
You'd be how them boppers wink, girl, I can't stop Give my headlights a blink and roll up out the top And movin' and keep rollin' Fools that don't be holdin' I'm through and foldin'
And I can't snitches, wanna kill all of y'all Even though some bustas fall I'm still rollin' like a And having things my way, hittin' highway Sellin' that big yay, a place to stay
Police, wanna run in Talkin' on cell got a lotta kids done in I wanna live like Arnold, Willis and Mr. And keep my paper sturdy, big birds and tight
Fool, I'm dirty Big birds and tight herbs, I'm ridin' dirty Ridin' dirty, fool, ridin'
me can you feel it? Man, nothin' can save ya I believe it's season for gettin' yo papers Or haven't you heard about them birds? We call it that In Texas we get it with ease, hit if you please
But these polices, they they sharp as creases For no reasons, man, they straight up cars to pieces Out of or if they thinkin' you on a mission Ain't no wishin' or prayin', they sayin' the position
Hands behind ya head, 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 With a chick with pretty feets and a box of Sweets
tried to finish me but couldn't get it done So somebody told the law Big Bun was the one ridin' Man, somebody told the law Big Bun was the one dirty
Sup PA, uh, what, ridin' Beamount, yeah, uh, man, ridin' Uh, ridin' dirty, uh, ridin' Uh, chillin' in New York, dirty
Uh, big D-Town, know what I'm Ridin' dirty That big H-Town, what I'm sayin'? Wussup dirty, uh, uh, ridin' dirty
Uh, southwest ridin dirty, Lord J (Know I'm talmbout?) Uh, that northside ridin' Yeah, that westside dirty
Uh, that, that, eastside ridin' dirty Uh, California ridin' dirty, fools in ridin' dirty My fool Spice ridin' dirty, I know that fool Brad dirty And Big Mike dirty and all my fools ridin' dirty
Uh, uh, what, ridin' dirty And Big Bun ridin' dirty, my Leroy ridin' dirty And Big ridin' dirty, and O, ridin' dirty Uh, uh, all my fools in ridin' dirty
Mister Chris dirty All my fools in ridin' dirty, ridin' dirty South Carolina, North Carolina, dirty Flippin', ridin' dirty, know what I'm
Up in Washington, ridin' Miami, Florida, where they the Vice Know what I'm talmbout? dirty Uh, ridin' dirty, dirty, ridin' dirty