Dirt Off Your Shoulder

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Tim, you can go and brush your shoulders off, ****

I got you

Yeah

If you feelin' like a pimp, ****

Go on, brush your shoulders off

Ladies is pimps, too, go on, brush your shoulders off

**** is crazy, baby

Don't forget that boy told you

Get that dirt off your shoulders

I prolly owe it to y'all

Prolly be locked by the force

Tryna hustle some things that go with the Porsche

Feelin' no remorse

Feelin' like my hand was forced

Middle finger to the law, ****

Grippin' my balls

Said the ladies, they love me

From the bleachers they screamin'

All the ballers is bouncin'

They like the way I be leanin'

All the rappers be hatin'

Off the track that I'm makin'

But all the hustlers, they love it

Just to see one of us make it

Came from the bottom, the bottom

To the "Top of the Pops"

****, London, Japan

And I'm straight off the block

Like a runnin' back, get it, man?

I'm straight off the block

I could run it back, ****

'Cause I'm straight with the Roc

C'mon

If you feelin' like a pimp, ****

Go on, brush your shoulders off

Ladies is pimps, too, go on, brush your shoulders off

**** is crazy, baby

Don't forget that boy told you

Get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

Your homie Hov' in position

In the kitchen with soda

I just whipped up a watch

Tryna get me a Rover

Tryna stretch out the coca

Like a wrestler, yessir

Keep the heckler close

You know them smokers'll test ya'

But like fifty-two cards went out

I'm through dealin'

Now, fifty-two bars come out

Now you feel 'em

Now, fifty-two cars roll out

Remove ceiling in case fifty-two broads come out

Now you chillin' with a boss bitch

Of course, "S.C." on the sleeve

At the 40/40 club ESPN on the screen

I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean

No chrome on the wheels

I'm a grown up for real, chyeah

If you feelin' like a pimp, ****

Go on, brush your shoulders off

Ladies is pimps, too, go on, brush your shoulders off

**** is crazy, baby

Don't forget that boy told you

Get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

Ya boy back in the buildin'

Brooklyn, we back on the map

Me and my beautiful bitch, in the back of that 'Bach

I'm the realest that run it

I just happen to rap

I ain't gotta clap at 'em ****

Scared of that black

I drop that Black Album then I back out it

As the best rapper alive, ****

Ask about me

From bricks to Billboards

From grams to Grammys

The O's to opposite

Orphan Annie

You gotta pardon, Jay

For sellin' out the Garden in a day

I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'

I'm a hustler, homie

You a customer, cronie

Got some dirt on my shoulder

Could you brush it off for me?

If you feelin' like a pimp, ****

Go on, brush your shoulders off

Ladies is pimps, too, go on, brush your shoulders off

**** is crazy, baby

Don't forget that boy told you

Get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

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