Dirty Black Coal - Ralph Stanley

Poor black Mattie ain't got change in clothes Fool got drunk, close that door Coal black Mattie Ain't got change in clothes Goin' to Memphis, see that worldly fair Reason I'm going 'Cause my baby's there Goin' to Memphis See that worldly fair Need no heater fireplace by my bed Woman I got, cherry red Need no heater Fireplace by my bed Poor black Mattie ain't got change in clothes Fool got drunk, close that door Coal black Mattie Ain't got change in clothes

Fuck an informer, fuckin' told ya, fuckin' cockroaches I ain't eyeballing shit, nah, it all mine nigga I ain't selling shit clean anymore nigga Man I ain't eyeballing shit I let the scale do it (fuck that shit) Man I ain't riding cross the country I let the mail do it (say what) I know them cops on my chop, But I just sell music These niggas don't have heart to fight, they'd rather let 12 do it I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six niggas (fosho) I feel like a one man army I got like six clips nigga You know one than bout lil pimpin' nigga, he never slippin' nigga I come through light up your block like it was christmas nigga (Wooooho) Riding Dirty man they said that I had 9 Birdies, 9 Birdies Man they tryna' catch me Riding Dirty, Riding Dirty Got 2 guns you know I'm Riding Dirty Riding Dirty, Riding Dirty, nigga Riding Dirty Riding Dirty, man them folks so I sent nine birdies Nine birdies, thats the verdict nigga, nine birdies, nine birdies nigga Man I got this dirty 30, dirty pistol, I'm a motherfuckin' dirty nigga Dirty nigga i spent like 80 thousand for Bart Simpson I was tripping' then I went and spent a whole million Whole million yeah I got a whole buncha green bills Got a fork and I got them bands in them I wish I would catch a nigga with his hands in it Find that nigga dead with his fuckin' pants in it Send a box to ya papa with a hundred grand in it He came back in the north he fill with them PT's in it That gucci gas man you ain't gon have a seed in it That gucci gas man you ain't gon have a seed in it I'm sittin' on top of Bentley you know I'm sippin' (sippin', sippin', sippin') Pour some lean on her titties now they sticky (sticky, sticky, sticky) Riding Dirty man they said that I had 9 Birdies, 9 Birdies Man they tryna' catch me Riding Dirty, Riding Dirty Got 2 guns you know I'm Riding Dirty Riding Dirty, Riding Dirty, nigga Riding Dirty Riding Dirty, man them folks so I sent nine birdies Nine birdies, thats the verdict nigga, nine birdies, nine birdies nigga Man I got this dirty 30, dirty pistol, I'm a motherfuckin' dirty nigga Dirty nigga i spent like 80 thousand for Bart Simpson I was tripping' then I went and spent a whole million Whole million yeah I got a whole buncha green bills Got a fork and I got them bands in them

I'll confess your sweet talk had me weak in the knees But my friend got the same text, cut and copied Cause you're writing love notes to every girl on the block Baby, you should know us girls we talk Secrets out, baby please You're just a tease You're just a tease You sure think that you got what the ladies want Always talking about your dog and your restaurant Oh, you think you're pretty smooth and you're on a roll But this town is really small, and we all know Boy, come on, please You're just a tease You're just a tease, you're just a tease Maybe you were shy back in high school Always stuck in the friendzone But if you keep this up, you're gonna end up alone You spin by, no but that still doesn't make you cool You talk art, but maybe stop cause you sound like a fool When you first moved to town you had has wrapped around You're finger like the ring you're hiding now We all know, baby please You're just a tease You're just a tease, you're just a tease You're just a tease, you're just a tease You're just a tease