Intro: Yeh, you know what I'm talking about? A-town connection right here
We got youngbloodz featuring daddy fat sack
You know what I'm talkin about outkast you know what I'm talkin about,
Yeah like this

I know you waiting for daddy,
It won't be long shorty be patient cause I'm comin to you.
Ridin dirty on 85,
Slow takin it easy I don't want nothing to keep me from you.

Now the wind blows as I'm on 85, and shiftin good,
With a six pack of that colt 45 just like I should,
And if I could I will I might get blowed tonight,
If things go right I'm gonna cut this ho tonight,
So I get a call from this broad when the game she aint ready
But still in D's she on her knees keepin things steady,
Like betty crocker the face doctor,
She says she swallows with passion, so now she bragging,
Lagging behind with questions she now be askin,
So time is passin, now I'm mashin, on I'm gone livin in a world of ho,
So I suppose it goin down teepee your city cause in these parts theres nothin but hard times,
Now shorty please, really.


Shiiit, I'm lookin for anything with a cut em' up like everything with my stable
Sir lucious witha left foot is ready willing and able
But these hoes will get on your nerves, fuck all that, kickin them to the curb(curb)
Your like an intolerance you let the ho swallow it,
Get off in your impala, and stab out to a cajun rat house,
To the jamaican cat house, to the college frat house witha girl you just madhoused,
That rat house and get you some scuds she aint your girl, skeet skeet,
Went off and dip boy, I'm slick as a curl, smooth as a pearl,
Don't don't be giving no gifts boy, on the first date on the worst date,
I'm goin all the way on the first plate, like hail mary's and field goals,
I think I was put here to drill hoes, for real though,
While you blowing my boy I'm off in your purse, I'm gettin my gas money,
Then I'm back off on the expressway in up out this burst, yeah


Man this shit gettin crazy, this girl wants to face me,
Met her under that weed told me that her name was Stacy,
Bad little bitch add straight to my collection,
Jump in my Lac in my pocket got protection, for things to go to down,
See I aint playin around, got half a tank of gas, I'm 85 south bound,
Its a long ass way, I'm from the 20 side of things,
She said it was dead serious hot, like some lighter flames,
So you know how it go, I'm the nigga she da ho, she told me some mo',
Wash up my caddillac do', my hands on the grain my pimp down to the ground,
Aint got my license back so I need to slow down, now I scrappin the floor,
Showty aint got on no draws, man I'm breakin the law,
Tryin to get to this broad, I don't know what it is but showty fine as hell,
Slim and tight that I like straight from atl, shorty yeah.

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Dirty On 85 Lyrics

The Youngbloods – Dirty On 85 Lyrics