Released on November 6, 2011

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Dirty Draws

LYRICS BY DEACON BURNS

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Girl you got dirty laundry baby wash your draws

Girl you got dirty laundry baby wash your draws

Verse 1

This is for my ladies on the T.V crying to Maury because

They don't know they baby's daddy

Girl you gotta do your dirty laundry wash them panties

And take responsibility for that creeping with no condom

On that threesome cause the pendulum swings both ways

Girl you gone off that E giving free love like you living in the

Sixties with them little dirty panties got me feeling like Judas

With a body that makes me want to betray my lady Jesus

That ass is crazy and got the nerve to be married to this

Dude who think he the baby daddy but jack the jokes on you

So what you gonna do take a magnifying glass to them

Underoos if you snooze you lose

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Girl you got dirty laundry baby wash your draws

Girl you got dirty laundry baby wash your draws

Girl you got dirty laundry baby wash your draws

Girl you got dirty laundry baby wash your draws

You are not the father

Verse 2

You know you done fucked up when you crept on me

Now i gotta fuck around cause it's only right

You know the game girl but you can't run it right now

Your mad cause i didn't come home last night

I know your still sleeping around cause you think i'm sleeping Around oh yeah i'm doing her and doing you to what you Thought of course i'm gonna lie in you face because i can't

Escape the vision of fucking my brother that shit done

Murdered my pride i'm a sucker for bait played me for

Bitch that day but hoe just wait making moves on your sister

Gonna watch it shake baby give me a kiss tell me how her

Twaut taste revenge is bliss and tonight i collect my pay

By doing this girl forty ways from Sunday if i go you go

Believe me and that's how it is when your panties got

Skids

Chorus

Girl you got dirty laundry baby wash your draws

Girl you got dirty laundry baby wash your draws

Girl you got dirty laundry baby wash your draws

Girl you got dirty laundry baby wash your draws

You are not the father