Music Song Lyrics

Dirt Work (feat. Big Boi) Lyrics

f/ Big Boi (OutKast)<br />
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[Slimm]<br />
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I'm about two and a quarter from rocking the bird<br />
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And about a G short from choppin' the third<br />
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Now I'm sitting at the light with ten pounds of herb<br />
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Uh oh, there they go, the Red Dogs swerve<br />
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Jumped out, &quot;Man, damn, they got nerve.&quot;<br />
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Got the hell on, dropped everything including my word<br />
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Now it's off through the woods we go, here we go<br />
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Tossing the greens and blow, oh no!<br />
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Dipping through the trails, running from twelve<br />
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Everybody gotta lay low, shhhhhh!<br />
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Escape routes major, elite street rollers<br />
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Shit, we doper than cola, straight from Ayatollah<br />
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A-Town heat strokers, flaming like the devils poker<br />
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Two of the best wit it, hot shit, we'll roast ya<br />
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If it's beef I'll choke ya and leave you for the vultures<br />
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Or we can keep it cool playboy and I'll toast ya<br />
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[Hook]<br />
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Dirt work, nigga we don't play<br />
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I got a couple on the tool and a few on the way<br />
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[Big Boi]<br />
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Well it's the rippinest, wickedest MC, bustin hard up out the ginseng<br />
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Tell more dope stories than a damn dope house dope fiend<br />
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Fuck the police, you know me<br />
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These hoes blow me slowly, seems like they owe me<br />
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Show me the dope don't worry about the cash<br />
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Or your girlfriend's gonna be lonely, homey<br />
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These rich and these vegetables feeling bony<br />
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Don't make me open my book bag and you under scaling on me<br />
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You understand me Tony, you look like you wanna go on a boat<br />
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But you know I'll leave you bloating or floating<br />
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Like sailboats and LTD's. Private, please<br />
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I'm the nigga that earned his street stripes<br />
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And they've seen me in the Source Magazine<br />
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so you can't even pass me three mikes<br />
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You get three strikes and about a half of clip of bullets, so run it<br />
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And we can go on and get our little prices up<br />
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And act like we was on that Teen Summit<br />
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(Hook)<br />
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[Slimm]<br />
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I'm about a four and a half into working these slabs<br />
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And about a hundred away from back in the lab<br />
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Now I done bust the next batch down and my face looking drab<br />
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Uh oh, yep, this nigga done served me some bab<br />
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Me sad? Naw, mad. Quick to bust your ass<br />
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Playing around wit a hustler's cash, they'll find ya stankin in the trash<br />
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And escape wit your Billy Jean and thriller, cause I'm bad<br />
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Who dat, them niggas wit the juice pack, you thought you had<br />
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Naw dad, I'm glad my niggas keep a few thangs, wit a few mags<br />
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Down to toe tag, drop bags, switch tags, and haul ass<br />
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Smash till we out of gas, blast only if we gotta blast<br />
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Turn sunny days into an overcast<br />
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Abusive to the under class, when my tongue lash<br />
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And I mash out wit OutKast.Yeah...!<br />
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(Hook x3 to fade)