Dirt Nasty - Canal Street lyrics

[Verse 1] I went down to Can*l Street To get my gold chain from Mr. Lee I seen a fine freak that you wouldn't believe Six foot three with double D's Says she only likes white boys "Don't I know you from MTV?" "That's me, you seen Scary Movie 3?" She said "Nah" then we went to eat I peeped her purse, looked kind of cheap Gucci ain't spelled with an E Nails like Flo-Jo, press on [?] A little suspect but she fine to me In the backseat of the taxi Hop out at the ? And the maître d', he said to me "You know the policy, no zombies!" [Hook: Christian George] Big fake a**, brand new D's Fresh new ride, no ? ? superstar Fake Chanel, Louis V Press on nails straight from ? Prosthetic hair in your weave You know what you are b**h you're so Can*l Street (Can*l street) ? Asian peeps (Can*l Street) ? from head to feet (Can*l Street) That's why you're Can*l Street (Can*l Street) ? DVD Straight real yeah b**h please b**h you're so Can*l Street (Can*l Street) That's why you're Can*l Street (Can*l Street) [Verse 2] Went down to a crib in Tribeca Bet the house, I'ma get the trifecta f**ed ? double decker Beef curtain failed the food inspector Hit it from the back nice and slow Pulled off the weave ? like "woah" She freaked out and tried to leave I'm like "Baby, you can be my Mrs. Clean" Right then, I peeped the bird feet Only thing missing on this b**h is a beak Hang on baby, gotta take a leak Go ahead girl, I'ma watch TV Channel three, Maury P Top big block plastic surgery The first b**h had a familiar face Oh sh** same chick, I'm in her place [Hook] [Verse] Chanel bag don't cost 25 bucks (Can*l Street, Can*l Street) Fake nose, fake hips, fake hips, what the f** (Can*l Street, Can*l Street) Rolex don't turn green in the shower (Can*l Street, Can*l Street) Gucci don't say "Made in Korea" (Can*l Street with your Can*l Street sh**) So check it out you Can*l Street hoes Dudes like me see through your fake clothes And the fake bag, and the fake weave And the fake shades, baby please And the fake shoes, ain't ? Just be yourself, girl I ain't judging you I do me, and you do you Then I do you in these real Prada boots Dirt Nasty got nodda to prove And the blue contacts, you gotta remove If you ain't got dough for expensive clothes It's second hand sh** at the thrift store [Hook]