Young Westin - Dirty Money, Dirty Habits

Dirty money, dirty habits
I’m blowing 100’s hard to manage
Booking telly’s with a bad bitch
In that pussy I'm a savage
And we came a long way
I can’t compete with old things
Let it burn like propane
You were the perfect trophy
Perfect point blank
Addicted to the boy baby
Like I’m cocaine
You know I'm a real nigga
Quit fucking wit these weird niggas
Type of dude all in his feels nigga
Can’t protect you in the field nigga
And you know I’m the one for you
I always been the one for you
Always been the one baby
Always been the one baby
And you know
I got all this dirty money
We fucking all these feelings away
We don’t even take any breaks
I grab you by the neck for the pain
All these dirty habits wowowww
These white sheets on the mattress wowwww
Tell me what you want, I just wanna know
Just tell me what you want from me
Just tell me what you want from me
Dirty money, dirty habits
Damn my heart is damaged
Don’t wanna hear no sad shit
Give a fuck bout that past shit
Can you come fuck me again baby
Can you come love me again baby
Can you please trust me again baby
Or are we better off as friends baby
Just tell me what you want from me
Just tell me what you want from me
Dirty money, dirty habits
Damn my heart is damaged
Don’t wanna hear no sad shit
Give a fucking bout that past shit
Can you come fucking me again baby
Can you come love me again baby
Can you please trust me again baby
Or are we better off as friends baby

Written by:
Phil Zuniga

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