Dirt Nasty - Chihuahua Freestyle (feat. Andre Legacy) lyrics

[Intro] So, yo, what do you want to rap about, Legacy? I don't know man. What should we rap about? Nothing? Word Let's rap about nothing Yeah, you want to set it off? Yeah. Let's go Hit that sh** This is a beautiful Sunday afternoon. Up in the Hollywood hills s** our dicks I think he's gay [Andre Legacy] I'm up here in the Hollywood hills Sunday afternoon, beautiful world It's so delicious When I see the sun, all I see is angels [Dirt Nasty] I see b**hes doing dishes in my kitchen One's named Brenda, the other one, can't remember But they both look good They going to look better when they both go down on this peckerwood [Andre] Yo, we're here with the [?] sh**'s about to get real thick Hanging out with three little chihuahuas They cost about six thousand dollars [Dirt] I devour most rappers And you internet nerds, keep typing on computers 'Cause I'll tell you this much I got the Tahiti hat and I'm going to get Hawaiian bu*t s**ed [Andre] Yo, it's March Madness I hope Michigan State don't lose, that'd be tragic After that, Duke going to play I hope they don't lose today [Dirt] This dog's f**ing the other one I'm the type of rapper to smother your mother's son I'm a lovable, adorable gremlin Your dad worked at the Indian 7/11 [Andre] Yeah and I've seen his a** trembling Like a little b**h without a weapon I'm going to put him somewhere in the section Locked up, like Hannibal Lecter [Dirt] My erection don't need protection It got a golden force field that protect me from diseases And I'll tell you something else, partner Your mom work at hotel room, Ramada [Andre] Yo, don't f** with Dirt with Andre We might bu*t f** your madre Take you to El Compadre Get you food poisoning until your sh**ting out your a**-way [Dirt] I'm going to sh** in your taco salad Then bu*t f** your dad while he's writing a ballad Your mom, she's got diarrhea Not to mention that your sister with the syphilis gonorrhea [Andre] She's got AIDS too I heard she died in 1992 That's f**ed up, I rhymed "to" twice Let me tell you some advice [Dirt] But some advice for you rappers, get better Me and Legacy been rapping since cheese was cheddar Been rapping since milk was made of leathers Rapping since the primordial days of cannibals [Legacy] Yo, I rap like Christmas gifts 'Cause I'm so gifted like Christmas, b**h I jump out the window Fly through the sky, high off indica [Dirt] Yeah, I smoke dirt weed Your mom ain't James Worthy, B She look like Magic Johnson and it's ironic His name's Magic Johnson, he beat AIDS, doggy [Legacy] I bite like a piranha Bite your mom's dick off, I'm sorry I promise, I'll come back tomorrow Give her some cash, see you manana [Dirt] I'll bu*t f** you in the fireplace in Aspen Then take your dad's dick and cut it in half, man I'm f**ing savage And your dad, he's a small wonder like Fred Savage [Legacy] Don't f** with Dirt He'll put you in the ground, you'll die in this earth Come back again as a f*ggot That'd be f**ed up, refrigerator magnets