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enemies - dirty sanchez lyrics

[intro]
yeah yeah yeah, yeah
reporting live from brooklyn and sh-t
(you heard that new dirty sh-t? sh-t fire)
(yeah yeah yeah, sh-t, [?] n-gga)
(why you hating? n-gga doing his thing, 47 sh-t and all that)
back on my 47 sh-t
uh, look

[verse1: dirty sanchez]
i never fall off or come down, uh
before you fly you gotta run, now this that permanent high
i’m so devilish, i tell you it’s a h-ll of a life
i love drugs but i don’t need ’em, like i don’t need your advice
i’m iced, in a styrofoam cup with purple and sprite
i’m chillin’, i’m confident in the booth
i leave you missing like your tooth after we fight, or your boo after we skyped
she say that mexicans is little things, it’s stereotypes

[hook: dirty sanchez]
f-ck my enemies, motherf-ck my enemies
f-ck my enemies, motherf-ck my enemies
f-ck my enemies, motherf-ck my enemies
f-ck my enemies, motherf-ck my enemies

[verse 2: dirty sanchez]
i’m the 47 admiral, animal out the concrete jungle
mightest touch, might sn-tch your globe, f-ck the new world order
and i’m still spreading love while burning down all the borders
new yuck city, so if you cross me imma cut you off
crucifying snakes, show you whos the 47 lord
only god can judge me and my word is law, word is bond
follow me and i’ll illuminate you with no jewlery on
all i keep around me is kings, queens and the truth be
blinded by my light, ignorant n-ggas couldn’t see
that our 47 royalty, they showing me their loyalty
repping it on shoes, tattoos and embroidery
arm, leg, leg, arm, head, god body, god mind
get up on your grind, we reigning past the end of time
arm, leg, leg, arm, head, god body, god mind
get up on your grind, we reigning past the end of time

[hook: dirty sanchez]
enemies, motherf-ck my enemies
i said enemies, motherf-ck my enemies
f-ck my enemies, motherf-ck my enemies
f-ck my enemies, motherf-ck my enemies
f-ck my enemies, motherf-ck my enemies

[outro/skit]
f-ck you
f-ck you

person 1: (if he came on the block, i’ll let that n-gga know that sh-t was trash, say what n-gga?)
person 2: (get high)
person 1: (what is he talking about?)
dirty sanchez: yrr, yo what’s good little n-ggas?
person 2: (yo, dirty!)
person 1: (ooooh sh-t, what up dirty?)
dirty sanchez: yo yo, ain’t sh-t n-gga
person 1: (yo yo yo n-gga we was just talking about your new sh-t n-gga, sh-t flames, i ain’t even ‘gon lie to you)
dirty sanchez: i know n-gga, i know, i know, but look yo
person 1:(yeah my n-gga keep doing your thing, word)
dirty sanchez: yeah always n-gga, 47 sh-t
person 1: (b-tch -ss n-gga)

- dirty sanchez lyrics

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