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lirik lagu dirty summer – blacc zacc

[intro]
([?])
ayy, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer
you need fifty? that ain’t nothin’
ayy, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer
(oh lord, jetson made another one)

[chorus]
clientele (clientele)
trap jumpin’ (jumpin’, jumpin’), ayy
it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer)
i got bags (i got bags), and yeah, they comin’ (you know they comin’, ayy)
sh*t, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (ayy, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer)
you need fifty? (you need fifty?), well, that ain’t nothin’ (well, that ain’t nothin’, n*gga)
it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer) (ceo, motherf*cker)
clientele (clientele)
trap jumpin’ (trap jumpin’, sh*t)
hold up, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer) (ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse 1]
it’s gon’ be dirty, dirty summer, uh (it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty)
i’m forever reppin’ dirty, dirty money, ayy (i’m forever reppin’ dirty, dirty)
i wonder how many can fit up in the hummer, ayy (in the hummer?!)
i get that profit, then i split it with my mama, ayy (with my mama?!)
you need fifty shrimp, n*gga, that ain’t nothin’, ayy (that ain’t nothin’, n*gga)
i ran through a cool hunnid last summer, ayy (we get money, n*gga)
shout*out to mister, yeah, my trap house do them numbers (trap house do them numbers), uh
run through that sack like walter payton, never fumble
get money, ayy
i keep it real like i ‘posed to
y’all n*ggas rappin’ on pro tools
i just got rich like gorilla glue, and keep monkey nuts for them choppas, too
might hit the trap with my lil’ boo
wanna f*ck with me, you gotta hustle, too
i like my hunnids when they all blue
i’ma keep it real with my dirty crew
[chorus]
clientele (clientele)
trap jumpin’ (jumpin’, jumpin’), ayy
it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer)
i got bags (i got bags), and yeah, they comin’ (you know they comin’, ayy)
sh*t, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (ayy, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer)
you need fifty? (you need fifty?), well, that ain’t nothin’ (well, that ain’t nothin’, n*gga)
it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer) (ceo, motherf*cker)
clientele (clientele)
trap jumpin’ (trap jumpin’, sh*t)
hold up, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer) (ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse 2]
i got snake in kush bags (brr), og cali’ bags (brr)
n*gga don’t call my phone (phone, ooh), ‘less you tryna get a bag (blrrr, h*llo?)
i got pounds like a hashtag (pounds)
you know that my carolina b*tch stupid (bad), ass so fat
i’m the plug in my city, i get love in my city
everybody know i got it out the mud in my city
took a 448 and made it dissapear (gone)
hunnid bands strong, i’m the trappa of the year (yuh)
i’m from the [?] where you can’t have no fill (uh*uh)
’cause if you p*ssy, them p*ssy n*ggas be gettin’ k!lled
in carolina, we dope slangin’ and gang bangin’ (ooh)
took a trip to duval to f*ck with big rankin’, dirty summer, n*gga
[chorus]
clientele (clientele)
trap jumpin’ (jumpin’, jumpin’), ayy
it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer)
i got bags (i got bags), and yeah, they comin’ (you know they comin’, ayy)
sh*t, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (ayy, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer)
you need fifty? (you need fifty?), well, that ain’t nothin’ (well, that ain’t nothin’, n*gga)
it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer) (ceo, motherf*cker)
clientele (clientele)
trap jumpin’ (trap jumpin’, sh*t)
hold up, it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer (it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer)

[outro]
(it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer)
(it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer)
(it’s gon’ be a dirty, dirty summer)

- blacc zacc

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