Lyrics

[DJ Footlong] So I got shorty bent over the table, right? Next thing you know, her momma walk through the door So I said fuck it 'cause her momma got ass too (Sure do) What? (Huh?) We taping? Ah man, this the DJ Footlong about to hit in the anal We got Da Dirty 30 part 1 We got Yogi, and we got Chaddio, and can't forget... I can't forget my man with the big ass gold bracelet What's his name? The Mighty Ha Uh, nigga, pass me that O.E. 900 Can't forget all my peoples up there in the Boogie Down Bron-x And all my peoples up in Harlem And I can't forget all my Boriquas up there near La Marqueta And would y'all please stop breaking into my car? And I can't forget honey out in Brooklyn that gave me head the other night Uh, I'm sorry for cumming up in your eye But next time, keep your head up I gotta shout out my man Dave Carr Uh, man, I told ya Chicago was gonna beat the Knicks Man, Charles Oakley can't make a damn layup And I hope Michael Jordan paying y'all for all them posters he's making Uh, psych, I'm just fuckin' with you, Charles Uh, I gotta send a rest in peace to my nigga Notorious B.I.G Uh, and to that hoe upstate, now you know that baby ain't mine Little nigga look like Flavor Flav Oh yeah, and I can't forget my man Dirty Oh yeah, and I gotta say thank you to O.J. for fucking it up for the rest of us Now you can't even look at a bitch like you gonna beat her ass