100 lyrics for "I-M-F dirty M-F"

Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into But she covered her mouth and her face got red And she just
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Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into But she covered her mouth and her face got red And she just
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Talk dirty to me Been around the world, don't speak the language But your booty don't need explaining All I really need to understand is Will you talk dirty to me? Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty"
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Them bum bitches ain't allowed, sir On the gas, sir, on the gas, sir Splurgin' cash, sir, throwin' cash, sir Fuckin' hoes, sir, fuckin' hoes, sir Ridin' foreigns, sir, ridin' foreigns, sir Dirty Fanta, sir, dirty Fanta, sir Hot Atlanta, sir, Hot Atlanta,
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Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into But she covered her mouth and her face got red And she just
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You got to pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up Clap, clap, clap, clap If you wanna pu-pu-pu-pu-put it on me You're not gonna ge-ge-ge-ge-get it for free Come on spend that dirty sexy money on me, on me, on me If you wanna do-do-do-do-do it freaky 24/7,
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Trapped on one stop, served my own block Bought my own watch (own watch) Loaded Glock, lettin' that thing pop (pop) They can't freeze us (freeze us) Skybox, we been at the top (sky) They can't see us (see us) Big knocks, fucked the dirty cops (Hey
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Most motherfuckers Hit me you can't hurt me suck my kiss Kiss me please pervert me stick with this Is she talking dirty Give to me sweet sacred bliss Your mouth was made to suck my kiss Should of been, could of been Would of been dead If I didn't get the
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Trouble, but ain't we all? Standing in the window with his tongue hanging out Like the king of something evil in a year-long drought With a dirty white suit, a big white hat A bullet in his pocket, no matter where he's at He's trouble, but ain't we all?
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You know we're straight out of that dirty south Dirty roads, nobody got no money Got them shined up pickup trucks Whistlin' at them honies From the country, yes sir You know we're straight out of that long week work At night, everybody wanna party All
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