This is a song about "Dirty fucking"

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

For clockin dirty dollars

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

From the projects to the penthouse

And i'm from the dirty south,

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

She sees the world through a dirty window

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Dirty ass probally need to bathe yah,

The science and the art, africa

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

There's crack, there's crack

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth