Ooooohhhhh, what, what, what
Ooooohhhhh, yeah

Verse 1 (Lil’ Zang)
I..wash..these...h**s
But not….with soap
Dirt puddles…..we brang
So tell yo momma to….suck my thang(suck my thang)
(we don’t have)Benz....vest....hummers....jets
Ro-Lex...or Mo-settes
X-ray vision…..is best
Ten inches.... or less
Every-year..... faked..... out
N**** play.... dirts out
D-I-R-T
Don’t worry ‘bout yo girl… she comin’ with me
Oh.....d*mn what tha f*ck
She just washed…my nuts
What...the.... hell n****
Hold on.....everybody (Scribbles)
Get yo' dirt on

(Chorus)4x
Everybody get yo dirt on
Everybody leave yo motherF*ckin dirt on
What

Verse 2 (G-Money)
Roaches…. n**** please
You....know....i hang with.....fleas
Nothin else.....none other
The...number one...tick f*cka
N*gga...I pimp roaches
F*ck....toss....flip roaches
Show them....fleas no...love
Burnt 2g lacs on......dubs
Ounces....quarters....halves...bricks
Nigga i don’t have….none of that s***
soon as....my tour starts
Burned five Bentley Zoras.....props
soap no...water no....
bug repellent.....hell no
What the.....f*ck...hold on
(Scribbles)
Everybody leave yo' motherf***** dirt on

(Chorus)

Verse 3 (Lil’ Zang and G-Money together)
I...like...dirty pipes
Little..rims....cheap ice
We burned v-twelves...or better
No...it's....strictly plethora
We love…ticks…...roaches….and fleas
Don't worry about yo ticks
We settin ‘em free
I’m tryin to get soap
To burn all night
My head is out the windows
Just to floss my lice
Zang....wait hold up
Thats that rat....we f*cked
N*gga.....what yo bank bout
Dog I don’t....know how to count
Pop that tick.....pop that roach
Slam that tick.....punch that roach
What the f*ck....hold on
Everybody get yo motherF***** dirt on
(Chorus)