1980 - Dirt Nasty

I got a gold chain, I’m on cocaine

I’m like, yo man

What?

What?

What?

What?

I rolled in

Straight from Oakland

Holdin' my dick

Like a U.S. Open trophy

What up to Hyphy

Ya’ll don’t know me, Dirt Nasty

Ass cheeks spread wide

G-String to the side

One drink, Courvoisier

Two drink, vodka Straight

Three drink, I’m in the sink

Throwin' up on my brand new mink coat

And I’m doin' coke

Y’all can’t hold my donkey rope

Call the pope, pray for me

Gold Rolls Royce for your lady

I lived through the 80's and shit was crazy

Everybody wanna know my name

Bring the pain and pop the champagne

Every girl wanna hold my chain

When I fuck their brains out on the Mustang

I got a gold chain

(Like it was 1980)

I’m on cocaine

(Like it was 1980)

I’m like, yo man

(Like it was 1980)

It sure does seem that way to me

And tell your girl to stop pagin' me

What?

What?

What?

What?

I rolled in, stoned as hell

White lines, gold gazelles

Hotel on sunset

Young hoes get undressed

Done dick ain’t done yet

Insert the clip, and get the gun wet

Nuff' said, I’m radical

T-shirt say party animal

I ain’t no amateur

This ain’t no Hands Across America

I shine like Morrissey on Hennessy

On Christmas Eve

Naw, more like Morris Day

On hella yeah, dressin' gay

I lived through the 80's and shit was crazy

Everybody wanna know my name

Bring the pain and pop the champagne

Every girl wanna hold my chain

When I fuck their brains out on the mustang

I got a gold chain

(Like it was 1980)

I’m on cocaine

(Like it was 1980)

I’m like, yo man

(Like it was 1980)

It sure does seem that way to me

And tell your girl to stop pagin' me

What?

What?

What?

What?

What happened to your queer party friends?

I got a gold chain

I’m on cocaine

I’m like, yo man

What?

What?

What?

What?

What?

(I got a, I got a)

What?

What?

What?

What?

What?

(I got a, got a, got a)

Gold chain

(Like it was 1980)

I’m on cocaine

(Like it was 1980)

I’m like 'yo man

(Like it was 1980)

It sure does seem that way to me

And tell your girl to stop pagin' me

What?

What?

What?

What?

Gold chain

(Like it was 1980)

I’m on gold chain

(Like it was 1980)

I’m on gold chain

(Like it was 1980)

I’m on

It sure does seem that way to me

And tell your girl to stop pagin' me