Paul Wall Riding Dirty Lyrics:
[feat. Dee Money]
[Dee Money Talkin]
Yuh, know what i'm talkin bout We over here in new
orleans, three in the mornin me Lil Wayne,my lil
brotha lil joe aka young hustle we in da 9th ward
mayne lookin 2 see wat katrina did now we on our
way 2 da nolia [Lil Wayne]
I'm comin straight out da South, with my nuts in
my hand It's the Young Money, Cash Money,Holly
Grove that's my land Who's the man that's in
demand, it's Weezy baby yeah that's me I put it
down on that dat nigga bg , but now I reside on
that 17th And I'm hustlin, on the grind, 17 holly
grove nigga, I was straight No time to eat or
sleep, I'm stackin licks that just won't wait I'm
campaignin for a Benz, on the rims with bubble eye
lens So I'm stackin every dollar I see hundreds,
fifties, twenties and tens Do's and pull triggaz
close, never be scared of any nigga, players get
chose Hustle and flow, cars close, that's the
player life that I know Roll the dank up, where's
the 'dro, 40's I drank em up, where's my heater
dee money Stackin money all on the low and we
still ridin dirty,dirty south lo blo

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[Chorus]

[Dee Money]
I learned overtime, many hustles of every kind
nigga just gotta Whatever it takes to make a dime,
I keep that paper on my mind Roll up in a impala
ridin dirty with my nigga lil wayne dirty south
kingz nigga we ball til we fall leave da streetz
in pull ova like rags 2 riches It's a long road,
full of hurdles potholes and ditches I was born in
new orleans and that taught me to keep it movin
when you take a loss And my nigga weezy taught me
to keep it Real at all cost I peeped game from the
best, got 9th ward CTC tatted on my chest I put in
work with no rest, to get that paper that's my
quest I'm on a slow grind towards success, one of
the best cause I keep it fresh I'm one hundred
percent and nuttin less been workin hard to get
dis paper lookin out for cops ever sense katrina
blown my click away i been hustin 4 dis paper 2
get dis money and i'm ridin dirty my cousin wookie
taught me one thang and one thang only keep it
real my nigga and continue ridin dirty

[Chorus]

[Dee Money Talkin]
Yeah dis ya boy darryl known as dee money dirty
south nigga weezy let's get dis paper and behave
of hurricane katrina i got u right in da palm of
my hand/
Lyrics: Riding Dirty, Paul Wall [end]