Baby I Got Your Money (Machine Girl Mix)

Lyrics

Oh baby, mm It's dedicated to all the pretty girls, all the pretty girls All the pretty girls in the world, um, and the ugly girls too 'Cause to me, you're pretty anyway, baby You give me your number, I'll call you up You act like your —y on interrupt I don't have no trouble with you — me But I have a little problem with you not — me Baby, you know I'ma take care of you 'Cause you say you got my baby, and I know it ain't true Is it a good thing? No it's bad For good or worse, makes you switch So I walk on over with my Cristal Put away your pist-als Dirty won't be havin' it in this house 'Cause, — I'll cripple your style Now that you heard my charmin' voice You couldn't get another — won't get moist If you wanna look good and not be bummy Girl, you better give me that money Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money Yo, so I glanced at the girl, girl glanced at me I whispered in her ear, "You wanna be with me?" You wanna look pretty though, in my video Ol' Dirty on the hat and I let you all know Just dance if you caught up in the holy ghost trance If you stop, I'ma put the killer ants in your pants I'm the O.D.B. as you can see F.B.I., don't you be watchin' me I don't want no problems 'cause I'll put you down In the ground where you cannot be found I'm just Dirt Dog tryna make some money So give me my streaks and give me my honey Radios play this all day, every day Recognize I'm a fool and you love me None of you, NUH, better look at me funny NUH, you know my name, now give me my money Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money Yo, yo, play it in the club like this all night Put your ass out, let me hold it tight You lookin' at my wrist sayin', "It's so nice" The price, — is diamonds, shining disco lights Well, you better help me solve my problem Or I'ma get this money and robbed them Lucky dog when I won the lotto Ran up on my car for carryin' Rollo But hold on, you can call me Dirty And then lift up your skirt And you want some of this Dirty God made Dirt, and Dirt bust your ass Stop annoyin' me, yeah, I play my music loud It takes the Bastard, Ol' Dirty to move the crowd They say, "He had his — in his mouth" Eddie Murphy taught me that back in the house Now give me my money Hey, Dirty Baby, I got your money Don't you worry, I said hey Baby, I got your money Hey, Dirty Baby, I got your money Don't you worry, I said hey Baby, I got your money Hey, Dirty Baby, I got your money Don't you worry, I said hey Baby, I got your money Hey, Dirty Baby, I got your money Don't you worry, I said hey Baby, I got your money Hey, Dirty Baby, I got your money Don't you worry, I said hey Baby, I got your money Hey, Dirty Baby, I got your money Don't you worry, I said hey Baby, I got your money Baby, I got your money