Papa Roach – Dirtycutfreak Lyrics  Share

From Papa Roach's album: Old Friends From Young Years

Won^,t you join my powow. Won^,t you be my soul pal. Flyin like the birds. We ain^,t droppin no turds. We^,re freakin cause we^,re born to. Can you feel the vibe. U wanna dance to the beat. We won^,t drop you like a load. P-Roach is not feeble. We ain^,t close to evil. We hip hop freaks. Like the 3B^,s. People shown me trash. I can^,t get with that. My Homey Will is bustin out cause he^,s a freaked out cat. I go on with the words like BillyJoeBob. Auction me off like a bicycle. Tricycle. I^,ll nock you on the ground I^,ll hit you in the head. And u^,ll still be my friend. I^,m a dirtycutfreak. Livin in the fourth dimension. Not payin attention to the fools around me. I sling fat rhymes see. Your head is bouncin up and down. All around. So high on life your feet can^,t reach the ground. Our music^,s not for the weak at heart. Got the power from the flower cause we never act hard. Just flowin on freakstyle. All the while. I will go thousands of miles to make your booty smile. I give peace and love to all my peoples that^,s down and all my brothers & sisters. Wanna give them a pound. Onion hardcore...
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