Dirt Slang lyrics

[Intro]
Yo man I got some sick ass sh*t, I got all kinds of bongs
I got f*ckin, I got paramaxes, I got graffix
I got all the dope sh*t
I got superbowls, I got f*ckin skunk weed, I got skillz, listen
I'll get me on the court, you know what I'm saying? I got skillz
Look I got crossovers, I got doms, I got lobs, I got ups
I got all kinds of skillz
I got homeboys, I got weed, I get high. I'm f*ckin
I got dope VW car with fat ass f*ckin whomper, motherf*cker..

[Hook]
I gots the light if you gots the time
I gots the joint if you gots the rhyme
I gots the ink if you gots the papers
I gots the flow if you'll catch the vapors. Crazy man

[Verse: Saint Dog & D-Loc]
Suburban ebonics coming out my mouth
Take a lesson b*tch boy that's Kottonmouth
But your square nerdy asses won't understand
So yo, break em off a fat ass piece man
Dirt slang, it starts like this bro
I play dunk ball with the homies and I eats pink taco
714 bustin up yo ass
Suburban white bonics they don't teach in class
It's the psychedelic hip hop punk rock sh*t
So let me tell you mother f*ckers who your f*cking with
Well I'm Saint Dog and I spills my schpeil
When I gets lit I like to bark some sh*t
Like it sucked up, cracked out, c*ck out biatch
I only take licks and a (??) rip
I got you puzzled like the wrinkles on my scrotum sac
I got a gang a year, I keep my kicks on a rack
From Airwalks to Bocks to Docs to Birkenstock
Top it all off with some old skool socks
No wonder why your old lady rides my jock
I got her tied up like a boat to a dock
Yo I twist up your mind with my wicked hog slang
Uck-fay ou-yay umb-day itch-bay
Ain't-say og-day ever-nay lays-pay
Now that's the type of sh*t comin slurred from Saint
Emergency, emergency 911, Kottonmouth's on the mic
So you b*tches better run
[Hook]
I gots the light if you gots the time
I gots the joint if you gots the rhyme
I gots the ink if you gots the papers
I gots the flow if you'll catch the vapors
Crazy man. Dirt slang