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  • Текст песни Dirt Nasty - 1980

    Исполнитель: Dirt Nasty
    Название песни: 1980
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    Тут расположен текст песни (слова песни) Dirt Nasty - 1980, перевод и видео (клип).
    All these other prophets
    These are the chosen few
    These are the selected youth
    These are the ones that shine upon thine meridian
    With a 4th level of Gondor
    I am a metaphysical visionary
    Third chapter dimensions
    Castle of corgi
    I see darkness
    Intertwine my mind upon thy 9 caliber
    Russian roulette stamina
    Tylenol flip the fast track of
    The anomaly that's preposterous
    STOP
    My words are better verbs towards the
    STOP

    Shut the fuck up man, what's wrong with you?
    Nothing man, you know? I been doing good. Quit smoking weed, y'know, I've been doin some yoga, little pilates, just getting more in tune with myself, you know, getting in touch with mind, spirit, and body...

    You sound like a little bitch. Take a hit of this, and kick that old Dirt Nasty shit about gettin' yo dick sucked.

    I got a gold chain
    I'm on cocaine
    I'm like yo mang
    I rolled in, straight from Oakland
    Holding my dick like a US Open Trophy
    Word up to hyphy, y'all don't know me - Dirt Nasty

    Asscheecks spread wide
    G-string, to the side
    1 drink, courvoisier
    2 drinks, vodka straight
    3 drink, I'm in the sink
    Throwin up on my brand new mink
    Coke, and I'm doing coke
    Y'all can't hold my donkey rope (nope)

    Call the pope, pray for me
    Gold Rolls Royce with? (ding)
    I lived through the 80s, and shit was crazy
    Everybody wanna know my name, bring the pain and pop the champagne
    Every girl wanna hold my chain when I fuck their brains out on the Mustang

    I got a gold chain
    Like it was 1980
    I'm on cocaine
    Like it was 1980
    I'm like yo mang
    Like it was 1980

    It sure don't seem that way to me, and tell your girl to stop paging me

    I rolled in, stoned as hell
    Whine lines, gold gazelles
    Hotel on Sunset
    Young hos get undressed (you bet)
    Done dick ain't done yet
    Insert the clip and get the gun wet

    'Nuff said, I'm radical
    T-shirt say 'party animal' (rawr)
    I ain't no amateur
    This ain't no Hands Across America

    I shine like Morrisey on Hennesey on x-mas eve (no)
    No more like Morris Day on lea dressing gay (ding)

    I lived through the 80s, and shit was crazy
    Everybody want to know my name, bring the pain and pop the champagne
    Every girl wanna hold my chain when I fuck their brains out on the Mustang

    I got a gold chain
    Like it was 1980
    I'm on cocaine
    Like it was 1980
    I'm like yo mang
    Like it was 1980

    It sure don't seem that way to me, and tell your girl to stop paging me.
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