This is a song about "Dirty clothes"

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

She michael jackson bad

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Actually, its adorable to see his clothes

This is oh so much like getting votes

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes

She's shivering in the cold, 'cause she's outside with no clothes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks