MC Hammer lyrics

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[Intro: Rick Ross]
Boss
Ricky Ross
It's Triple C's
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[Chorus: Rick Ross]
My gun dirty, my brick clean
I'm ridin' dirty, my di*k clean
She talk dirty, but her mouth clean
b*tch, I'm MC Hammer, I'm about cream
I got 30 cars, whole lot of dancers
I take them everywhere, I'm MC Hammer
Started sellin' dope, I'm too legit to quit
When it's hammer time, I'm pullin' out the stick

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I'm at the car lot, I'm goin' broke
I pay for 5, they front a couple mo'
I take them home, like I do my hoes
I dress them up, I buy them clothes
Glass slippers, I gas hoes
Now she's actin' brand new on you as*h*les
Limousines, I did that
Two door coupes, boy, I live that
My top back, uncirc*mcised
I pull it back, just to go inside
She thinkin' Phillipe's, I'm thinkin' Wing Stop
Fiendin' lemon pepper, I got my thing c*cked
Black batmobile, it's only new Ferrari
It's called Scaglietti, one button like an Atari
I'm just advisin', my profits risin'
n*ggas buyin' stocks in a n*gga like I'm Verizon
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
My gun dirty, my brick clean
I'm ridin' dirty, my di*k clean
She talk dirty, but her mouth clean
b*tch, I'm MC Hammer, I'm about cream
I got 30 cars, whole lot of dancers
I take them everywhere, I'm MC Hammer
Started sellin' dope, I'm too legit to quit
When it's hammer time, I'm pullin' out the stick

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I cop the Porsche, I was so ecstatic
100 grand a day, my operation is so elaborate
Credit card scams, that was for the faggots
Motherf*ck' window shoppin', boy, I gotta have it
Now my sh*t be boomin' all across the atlas
Gucci Pucci money long, now we call him Alex
Had to move from Davie, 'cause that sh*t went local
Pick up the mansion and I sat that b*tch back down in Boca
My baddest b*tches Latin, but they call me loco
'Til I f*ck them in the ass out in Acapulco
I'm thinkin' money, every moment thinkin' money
I bust a nut then I'm back to thinkin' money
My wrist froze, my mind blown
Her mouth slow, my eyes closed
You gotta judge a man by his principles
Teflon Don, I am invincible
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
My gun dirty, my brick clean
I'm ridin' dirty, my di*k clean
She talk dirty, but her mouth clean
b*tch, I'm MC Hammer, I'm about cream
I got 30 cars, whole lot of dancers
I take them everywhere, I'm MC Hammer
Started sellin' dope, I'm too legit to quit
When it's hammer time, I'm pullin' out the stick

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Diamonds movin' on my chest, wanna Hammer dance
Seventy grand make my jeans sag like some Hammer pants
Ambulance, ambulance, 9-1-1, 9-1-1
It's Gucci Mane, yeah, that's my name, I'm goin' dumb, goin' dumb
Blowin' up, blowin' up, blowin' up, blowin' up
I'm like MC Hammer, I put that on my grandma
I ride through East Atlanta, in my new Ferrari
It's a 458, if you don't have one, sorry
I'll let you borrow mine, I think I'm MC Hammer
I never borrowed jewelry, I'm tippin' naked dancers
It's an occasion, a celebration, at Central Station
With Haitian hoes and Jamaicans, I'm tryna make it
Old school, wanna race it? We can test it
I'm flexin', I'll leave a sucker eatin' dust for breakfast
So expect the unexpected, I'm well connected
I'm MC Hammer, 150 on the guest list
Gucci!
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
My gun dirty, my brick clean
I'm ridin' dirty, my di*k clean
She talk dirty, but her mouth clean
b*tch, I'm MC Hammer, I'm about cream
I got 30 cars, whole lot of dancers
I take them everywhere, I'm MC Hammer
Started sellin' dope, I'm too legit to quit
When it's hammer time, I'm pullin' out the stick
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