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dirty sprite - yung kitt katt & hoodrat spice lyrics

[chorus: hoodrat spice]
b*tches so thirsty, b*tches so flirty
on a couple beans and that sprite real dirty
dirty, dirty, dirty
b*tches so thirsty, b*tches so flirty
on a couple beans and that sprite real dirty
dirty, dirty, dirty
on a couple beans and that sprite real dirty

[verse 1: hoodrat spice]
beans in my pocket, that too, pop it
swerve non*stopping, i said “drop it”
b*tch was scared to roll at first and now she motherf*ckin’ want it
never get caught, never flaunting
i’m always in my best [?]
i’m never chasin’, never stalin’
[?] for the clients, i was coming
i pack a [?] and then dip in a [?]
the 80s back
on yo b*tch, she looking like a worm
never slanging in the club
only f*cking with thе block
yo b*tch tryna cause a fight, i got that g3 c*cked
set firе to the trap, got a ho stash sh*t
151 poppin’, dudes [?] with they b*tch
count that k all day
hit a player with that k
just tryna push a hard line
tryna cash a little faith
don’t play, hey, i’ll regulate
b*tch you ain’t got a lot to antic*p*te
all you b*tches tryn’ do, bring [?] is [?]
don’t step no b*tch, now walk this way
call me conrad motherf*ckin’ murray
i’ll drag your b*tch and take her [?] in a f*cking hurry
we got this loud popin’
we’ve been getting real lit
40 ounce, 47 in a whole f*cking zip
no i never tip, i just dine and ditch
i keep a fine b*tch, your b*tch [?] low and stitch
[chorus: hoodrat spice]
b*tches so thirsty, b*tches so flirty
on a couple beans and that sprite real dirty
dirty, dirty, dirty
b*tches so thirsty, b*tches so flirty
on a couple beans and that sprite real dirty
dirty, dirty, dirty
on a couple beans and that sprite real dirty

[verse 2: yung kitt katt]
thirsty b*tch? [?] something instead
trap pizza mobbin’, taking liquor to the head
i make cash though, i’m about my bills
i’ll do anything to get it, even pushing pills
i’m cooking in the kitchen at the traphouse
product’s [?] up, somebody spray the [?]
making millions, like i won the lotto
i’m going dumb, sippin’ at the bottle
this sh*t crazy, man ain’t depressive
my trap game is quite impressive
i’m at the club, b*tches twerking on me
f*ck outta here, you a phony homie
i get chips, no lay’s doe
and my night ho, and my day ho
got a bay ho, and she do it right
when we in the club, sippin’ all night
[chorus: hoodrat spice]
b*tches so thirsty, b*tches so flirty
on a couple beans and that sprite real dirty
dirty, dirty, dirty
b*tches so thirsty, b*tches so flirty
on a couple beans and that sprite real dirty
dirty, dirty, dirty
on a couple beans and that sprite real dirty

- yung kitt katt hoodrat spice lyrics

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