Dirty, Pt. 4
Dirty, Pt. 4

Yung Drippy - Dirty, Pt. 4 Lyrics

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Dirty, Pt. 4 Lyrics

Yeah
It hurt me bad when you hurt me
Why you had to do me dirty?
Shorty, you was supposed to wear my jersey
But now you steady acting flirty
Now I got rely up on the perkys
Young bull fucked up, it's okay, he's still learning
I gotta say this money that I'm earning
Everything was straight and now you're turning
Niggas ain't ready for that part when I start shooting like I'm Birdie
Baby It's only 7pm and you packing your bags why you leaving early?
And I said I love you so many times, I know you heard me
And you threw my heart in the fire, baby, now it's burning
Will I ever find love? I don't know, I don't know
I told Shorty, please don't do that blow, do that blow
I remember them nights, it was cold, so cold
But now it's two hundred k for a show, just a show
Baby, please don't go
AR pistol made him hit the woah
I've been steady switching up my flow
I hit up YN Jay for the bows
OG said the touched down, we gon' get it sold
I'm tired of whipping this '012 Chevy, I'ma get it Rolls
It hurt me bad when you hurt me
Why you had to do me dirty?
Shorty, you was supposed to wear my jersey
But now you steady acting flirty
Now I got rely up on the perkys
Young bull fucked up, it's okay, he's still learning
I gotta say this money that I'm earning
Everything was straight and now you're turning
Niggas ain't ready for that part when I start shooting like I'm Birdie
Baby It's only 7pm and you packing your bags why you leaving early?
And I said I love you so many times, I know you heard me
And you threw my heart in the fire, baby, now it's burning

Yeah
It hurt me bad when you hurt me
Why you had to do me dirty?
Shorty, you was supposed to wear my jersey
But now you steady acting flirty
Now I got rely up on the perkys
Young bull fucked up, it's okay, he's still learning
I gotta say this money that I'm earning
Everything was straight and now you're turning
Niggas ain't ready for that part when I start shooting like I'm Birdie
Baby It's only 7pm and you packing your bags why you leaving early?
And I said I love you so many times, I know you heard me
And you threw my heart in the fire, baby, now it's burning
Will I ever find love? I don't know, I don't know
I told Shorty, please don't do that blow, do that blow
I remember them nights, it was cold, so cold
But now it's two hundred k for a show, just a show
Baby, please don't go
AR pistol made him hit the woah
I've been steady switching up my flow
I hit up YN Jay for the bows
OG said the touched down, we gon' get it sold
I'm tired of whipping this '012 Chevy, I'ma get it Rolls
It hurt me bad when you hurt me
Why you had to do me dirty?
Shorty, you was supposed to wear my jersey
But now you steady acting flirty
Now I got rely up on the perkys
Young bull fucked up, it's okay, he's still learning
I gotta say this money that I'm earning
Everything was straight and now you're turning
Niggas ain't ready for that part when I start shooting like I'm Birdie
Baby It's only 7pm and you packing your bags why you leaving early?
And I said I love you so many times, I know you heard me
And you threw my heart in the fire, baby, now it's burning

Writer(s): Ben Nkwantah
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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