Перевод: Креста. Dirty Mind.
wanna lover) I wanna lover with a dirty mind I wanna lover (I wanna lover) I wanna lover (I wanna lover) I wanna lover with a dirty mind Some people
and mash Count this cash Floss and flash Cop and blow a zip wit Bash Since everything is big in Texas then where's the zag's? I'm a cross the finish
in the Solar System's waste (RAHHH!) Size 25, the lymph still be in place (HAHHH!) Stretch and extending, for flexin is impending It's not mind-bending
down Never see no bully Let them know your background Never cross the line Never cross your kind Everyday let it be Never worry Never toss your mind
This time I'm finished, i'm getting you off my chest Made you come clean in a dirty dress A promise is a promise if kept in check Hard to cross a heart
on the surface it kind of makes me nervous who says that you deserve this and what kind of god would serve this? We will cure this dirty old disease
flows crazy Chorus (2x) Verse 2 I got a lust for this money Admire them old timers, assume with no conscience Made aa word so chaotic, opened up my mind
in doubt You could count on your nigga (Ja Rule) I got a lust for this money Admire them old timers Assume with no conscience Made a world so chaotic Opened up my mind
its 2..it's another trick Messin with my mind, I wake up Chase down an empty street Blindly snap the broken beats Said it's cut with a dirty trick Its
we do is dirty!!!! We pull up in the drop, it's dirty!! We pound that twat, dirty!! Miami!!!, we're dirty! Where they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty
cool hand Luke He's Jimmy cross slippery slope He's just possessed and crazy Thank you for nothing baby All those dreams are going up in smoke I say, hey Floyd, you got your mind
it should be I feel this girl shouldn't be on my mind But she does all the right things At the wrong damn times I should just try it, but NO I think about crossing
those hits I'm connected in every city on capo shit I ain't even gotta say these niggaz know my ties A nigga made, therefore whoever cross gon die Money
coat Dirty G,Porch Boy Rest In Peace I wont let them bustas bury me mane,ima beast Drinkin 1 and 1's,2 and 3's,and let my mind free Im against the wall
good thug but it wouldn't compare to a great me The final cross to bear is mine it's not a cross to share But isn't it ironic I still woulda bought a cross
stale V.I.Ped up Goin hard in body tap where they throw that cheeze up I been about my paper niggas know about my stack You dont like that dirty money
it's two, it's another trick Messin' with my mind, I wake up Chase down an empty street Blindly snap the broken beats Said it's gone with the dirty
