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Dirty Deeds Video (MV)




Performed By: Slump Madi
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Slump Madi




Slump Madi - Dirty Deeds Lyrics




This is the start, 5 star, see that out
Don't try to copy y'all, go ahead
This is the new era
Alpha 3 round, AT the way, in effect

Can't relax yeah, I'm in black yeah
Popping tags. yeah, I'm in Saks Fifth
Wanna track, yeah I love fast shi f*ck
You can't come around lil nigga we got flags here
You can't stay around lil' nigga you so last year
Starving for that bread, yeah, we love racks here
I'm off all the meds yeah, my collapse here
Why you tryna spread, uh, all that cash, yeah

I do what I want, I do what I please, yeah
I want on Saint Laurent printed on my sleeves, yeah
Sit down, let me preach, yeah
I'm gon' be your teacher
I said, medic peach yeah
Ion even got no fever
You don't like my team
We don't like you either
Like to own they each
Or to each they own
Said I'm sick I got that paper addict flex disease
Wake up, get my bread up, cash out, then I go repeat

Party just started nigga, why you tryna leave?
Why you keep coughing nigga you should try to breathe
Why they keep talking to me, I don't wanna speak
So much smoke up in the air I can barely see
F*ck my enemies, huh, them niggas envy me, huh
Caught him on the road, we gon' make him history, huh
Dean Ambrose, hit him with that dirty Deed yeah
Pockets getting fat, gotta watch their calories, huh
I'm on a honor roll, these niggas fall like some dominoes
Model lil' bitch got a lot of those
You ain't on shit, that's a lot of show
These niggas talking in monotone
I want it cool it in Monaco
She got my number, I block for show
I ain't got time to go watch no hoe

Can't relax yeah, I'm in black yeah
Popping tags. yeah, I'm in Saks Fifth
Wanna track, yeah I love fast shi f*ck
You can't come around lil nigga we got flags here
You can't stay around lil' nigga you so last year
Starving for that bread, yeah, we love racks here
I'm off all the meds yeah, my collapse here
Why you tryna spread, uh, all that cash, yeah
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This is the start, 5 star, see that out
Don't try to copy y'all, go ahead
This is the new era
Alpha 3 round, AT the way, in effect

Can't relax yeah, I'm in black yeah
Popping tags. yeah, I'm in Saks Fifth
Wanna track, yeah I love fast shi f*ck
You can't come around lil nigga we got flags here
You can't stay around lil' nigga you so last year
Starving for that bread, yeah, we love racks here
I'm off all the meds yeah, my collapse here
Why you tryna spread, uh, all that cash, yeah

I do what I want, I do what I please, yeah
I want on Saint Laurent printed on my sleeves, yeah
Sit down, let me preach, yeah
I'm gon' be your teacher
I said, medic peach yeah
Ion even got no fever
You don't like my team
We don't like you either
Like to own they each
Or to each they own
Said I'm sick I got that paper addict flex disease
Wake up, get my bread up, cash out, then I go repeat

Party just started nigga, why you tryna leave?
Why you keep coughing nigga you should try to breathe
Why they keep talking to me, I don't wanna speak
So much smoke up in the air I can barely see
F*ck my enemies, huh, them niggas envy me, huh
Caught him on the road, we gon' make him history, huh
Dean Ambrose, hit him with that dirty Deed yeah
Pockets getting fat, gotta watch their calories, huh
I'm on a honor roll, these niggas fall like some dominoes
Model lil' bitch got a lot of those
You ain't on shit, that's a lot of show
These niggas talking in monotone
I want it cool it in Monaco
She got my number, I block for show
I ain't got time to go watch no hoe

Can't relax yeah, I'm in black yeah
Popping tags. yeah, I'm in Saks Fifth
Wanna track, yeah I love fast shi f*ck
You can't come around lil nigga we got flags here
You can't stay around lil' nigga you so last year
Starving for that bread, yeah, we love racks here
I'm off all the meds yeah, my collapse here
Why you tryna spread, uh, all that cash, yeah
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