Too Short Homage - Dirt Nasty

I was told not long ago «Dirt Nasty can’t rap»

Now every time I grab the mic, you say I’m smoking crack

Five years ago when I met the crew, I knew this shit was major

It was me, Legacy, Mickey, Kev kicking it like big players

Everybody loved our rap like free bags of coke

We rocked house parties in Orange County then fly to Tokyo

You might find me at the mic at the or at the Viper room

All the L.A. girls with their hands in the air

Screaming «Dirt Nasty’s a fool»

I kick back and let 'em have this dick

I kick back and let 'em have this dick

I kick back and let 'em have this dick

I ain’t tripping, keep on talking, you say I’m those popping pills

I got money homeboy, I even got a crib in the Hollywood Hills

Well Benz’s roll, Beamers suck, and Caddies keep on dipping

Yo mom sucked my dick in the back of Kentucky Fried Chicken

Some say I have a dirty mind, sometimes that might be true

But these are just Dirt Nasty times, I ain’t tripping on you

Hollywood, Californ-I-A, I’ve heard it all before

Chicks with dicks, dude with tits, I’ll slap your whore

Now I’m back on top again, I still don’t

Every time I grab the mic, some pussy’s getting tapped

«Droppin' Names» took care of that, you know I’m coming up

I got the finest bitch in Hollywood with my hand on her big ass butt

Then you came to my show and stood there like a dick

You said «Dirt Nasty, you smoking», so I had to fuck your bitch

Can I ask you a question?

(Yeah, you)

You like to fuck?

(Yeah, you)

This song dedicated to Todd Shaw

The father I never had but always wanted

Yeah, taught me game

Dirt Nasty baby, Dyslexic Crew