This is a song about "Dirty clothes"

All we need is convienient love

Like clothes, herself swallows my census

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

Please put that in your notes

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

But youre there and the fuzz shaking the drugs out your clothes

Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

Hella dirty like i'm paris hilton

I want to fight the music on this one