Dyl - Jordan Belfort lyrics

Jordan Belfort I been getting dirty money Jordan Belfort Stacking penny stocks while I'm flipping these birds Sipping on Ciroc, trip em up with the words I just popped a molly and I think this be my third Jordan Belfort Jordan Belfort I been getting dirty money Jordan Belfort Stacking penny stocks while I'm flipping these birds [Verse 1 - Wes Walker] I just flipped a birdy, Money so dirty Got my b**h a mink, furry like Furby Came up made a milly, spent it on a rollie Stackin gouda, feta, chedda cheese in ravioli Or maybe fettuccine, dirty martini Ima f** yo b**h, call me Houdini Drivin Lamborghini, ya ho in a bikini 8 bottles to the neck, 3 wishes from a genie Benjamin ain't dirty, but these Franklins be filthy Always going to court but im never pleadin guilty Ballin so hard i only be slam dunkin’ Beat steady rock and the trunk straight thumpin I be ridin foreign pourin merlot while I swerve Pedal to the medal when im whippin round the curve Rollin up this marijuana you can smell the herb And I be getting all this lettuce and I ain't talkin ice berg [Verse 2 - Dyl] Jordan Belfort, Burberry shirt LV loafers on my sofa in Bel-Air Turning up daily cuz we can't turn down at work I been lighting loud lately Like my volume switch don't work And my cologne is Versace, Medusa got me stoned I'm always high on something But I usually like to smoke We been long time friends, me and Ben Frank Every f**ing day he needs a ride home from the bank Muhf**a you dont know me you ain't in my tax section My wallet ain't fat it's in the gym straight flexing I don't call your b**h back and shes checking Her reception b**h with double D's she's all up on my erection And I'm in the ovaries but I ain't about affection So easily the sober me just Smokes and then forgets them Sometimes this life seems a little stressful Especially when they tell me That I am something special