Lyrics: Jesse Jagz – Dirty ft. Hot Ice

[Intro – Hot Ice]
Hey yo
My DNA got immaculate genes
That’s the reason why I kill a track with a wack 16
I must be imagining things
Cause I let my stereo bump like an acne cream
Plus I ride like you can never catch me clean

[Verse 1 – Jesse Jagz]
I ride dirty
Quick somebody come get me-aaa
Wake up in the morning, running
Tryna chase that money-aaa
Swear imma keep running
Streets high like it ain’t nothing
Mami i’m tryna make money
Got a job and I’m up early
Let the heaven rain on me

[Chorus]
Oh yeah, oh-oh yeah
Let me see you go low yeah
Throw here “your” throw there
Throw it, throw it, like it ain’t yours yeah
Champagne bottle imma take four yeah
My, my, shake it for me
My, my, come make it for me
Come whine make it on me
Ride dirty “yea”
I ride dirty, oh dirty “yea”
Throw it up, shawty come roll
Dirty “yea”
Throw it up throw it up, oh dirty “yea”
I ride dirty
Ride dirty “yea”
I ride dirty, oh dirty “yea”
Throw it up, shawty come roll
Dirty “yea”
Throw it up throw it up, oh dirty “yea”
I ride dirty

[Verse 2 – Jesse Jagz]
I ride dirty
Quick somebody come get me-aaa
6:30 and I’m up this early oh lord have mercy
Now firstly streets stay thristy, popo body search me
Baby i’m hurting tryna make money and I’m running

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[Intro – Hot Ice]

Hey yo

My DNA got immaculate genes

That’s the reason why I kill a track with a wack 16

I must be imagining things

Cause I let my stereo bump like an acne cream

Plus I ride like you can never catch me clean
[Verse 1 – Jesse Jagz]

I ride dirty

Quick somebody come get me-aaa

Wake up in the morning, running

Tryna chase that money-aaa

Swear imma keep running

Streets high like it ain’t nothing

Mami i’m tryna make money

Got a job and I’m up early

Let the heaven rain on me
[Chorus]

Oh yeah, oh-oh yeah

Let me see you go low yeah

Throw here “your” throw there

Throw it, throw it, like it ain’t yours yeah

Champagne bottle imma take four yeah

My, my, shake it for me

My, my, come make it for me

Come whine make it on me

Ride dirty “yea”

I ride dirty, oh dirty “yea”

Throw it up, shawty come roll

Dirty “yea”

Throw it up throw it up, oh dirty “yea”

I ride dirty

Ride dirty “yea”

I ride dirty, oh dirty “yea”

Throw it up, shawty come roll

Dirty “yea”

Throw it up throw it up, oh dirty “yea”

I ride dirty
[Verse 2 – Jesse Jagz]

I ride dirty

Quick somebody come get me-aaa

6:30 and I’m up this early oh lord have mercy

Now firstly streets stay thristy, popo body search me

Baby i’m hurting tryna make money and I’m running