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dirty bertie - 888 balarke lyrics

[intro]
(bleh)
yeah (bleh)

[chorus: freakbob freakpants, freaktrik star]
riding around with a dirty bertie
if the cops behind us, we gonna run it surely (bleh)
i been shopping for some honey bunnies (bleh)
and the rick store know my name (name)
i walk in the spot with my gang, yeah (my gang)
she want me because of the dirty bertie (yeah, yeah)
dirty bertie with my weapon tucked (yeah, yeah)
yeah, i’m piping up (yeah, yeah)
piping that b*tch, boy, i pipe it up (yeah)
i f*ck that b*tch like i’m wife*ing hеr (yeah, yeah, yeah, yеah)
i ride around with a stolen truck (stolen truck)
yeah, she gotta f*ck it up (yeah)
yeah, wrap it up (wrap it up)
he gotta wrap it up (wrap it up)
his career is over (over)

[verse 1: balarke]
i’m in that b*tch, i’m not sober (sober)
i want to drive, no chauffeur (uh, huh)
blue gem my knife, it’s covert (covert)
she want to f*ck me because he is not getting this function (god d*mn)
i swear to god, i got heat
if he pull up, we turn him into a bone meal (minecraft)
i’ve perfected my craft (phew)
i’m mining, i’m digging for gold, i’m all in her spine
if she looking good, i give her a “hi” (uh, huh)
but i know from her face, she will never be mine (god d*mn)
yeah, how can i not see the signs, yeah (signs)
i’m a big star, yeah, i shine, yeah (shine)
i cannot trust these n*ggas, they hate
because the sh*t always come out with time, yeah (time)
[bridge]
i’m in a [?]’s plus
i pay that price, i’m not making a fuss (fuss)
they offer, confused, the love and the l*st (l*st)
my body, my kit, and then it’s a must (a must)
it’s only us, yeah (yeah)
and i had enough, yeah (yeah)
i’m riding that bus, yeah (yeah)
now they know i’m up, yeah (yeah) (yeah)

[chorus: freakbob freakpants, freaktrik star]
riding around with a dirty bertie
if the cops behind us, we gonna run it surely (bleh)
i been shopping for some honey bunnies (bleh)
and the rick store know my name (name)
i walk in the spot with my gang, yeah (my gang)
she want me because of the dirty bertie (yeah, yeah)
dirty bertie with my weapon tucked (yeah, yeah)
yeah, i’m piping up (yeah, yeah)
piping that b*tch, boy, i pipe it up (yeah)
i f*ck that b*tch like i’m wife*ing her (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i ride around with a stolen truck (stolen truck)
yeah, she gotta f*ck it up (yeah)
yeah, wrap it up (wrap it up)
he gotta wrap it up (wrap it up)
his career is over (over)
[outro]
i must, yeah
yeah, yeah
i’m in the coupe
four by four my coupe
she want to hand me
she want to hand me two
if she listen to my song, i’m telling you it’s*

- 888 balarke lyrics

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