笨小笨Dig歌词由Juicy J演唱，出自专辑《Mental Trillness 2》，下面是《Dig》完整版歌词！
Dig歌词完整版
Dig - Juicy J
Lyrics by：Jordan Houston
Composed by：Jordan Houston
Produced by：Juicy J/Hitkidd
I talk about mostly that's why people say I'm dirty
I'm blue I'm gross vulgar dirty old man
Well let me tell you folks that's a lot of
Yeah yeah
Work hard cut her no slack
Her hard beat up that back
I'ma dig dig dig in that back
Dig dig dig in that back
W**d crumbs still in my lap
Bend that over get hit from the
I'ma dig dig dig in that cat
Dig dig dig in that
Work hard cut her no slack
Her hard beat up that back
I'ma dig dig dig in that back
Dig dig dig in that back
W**d crumbs still in my lap
Bend that over get hit from the back
I'ma dig dig dig in that cat
Dig dig dig in that cat
She want a to dig
She want a that's big
She want a that pull up
Whenever he want and come lay the pipe in the crib
She want a that pay
She will me for sure 'cause I I
He gon' get in that and play and play
She call me at the end of the day ayy
I'm a demon you better get braids braids
Got her catchin' them nuts like a fade
Twenty-four hours for twenty-four ways
When we lock in we go at it for days
We go at it for days at it for days
Trippin' off roxy
Let the hit the backseat uh-huh
Yellow thangs like a taxi
Shawty gotta scratch me
'Cause I make her take in the back we
Turn the stripclub vip to a track meet
Got these runnin' like an athlete go
Go faster than tyreek she gone
Dig in it from the front to the backseat ayy
When I'm in town gotta catch me
I'm a big dog you a pipsqueak pipsqueak
Bustdown cuban that's a big leash big leash
Fly you out of town get the big suite big suite
Work hard cut her no slack
Her hard beat up that back
I'ma dig dig dig in that back
Dig dig dig in that back I'ma dig
W**d crumbs still in my lap
Bend that over get hit from the back yeah
I'ma dig dig dig in that cat
Dig dig dig in that
Work hard cut her no slack
Her hard beat up that back
I'ma dig dig dig in that back
Dig dig dig in that back
W**d crumbs still in my lap
Bend that over get hit from the
I'ma dig dig dig in that
Dig dig dig in that
I'ma dig I'ma dig
I'ma beat it I'm gon' beat it ayy
Postmate that up
I'ma eat it woah woah woah
Racks full of cash racks full of cash
Number-one ingredient yes sir
All that on the menu ayy ayy
Private room you ain't been to let's go
Red lights get simple
Shawty get cut like tinsel
Came with napkin utensils
She moanin' my melody
Droppin' them 80s in her belly
Her coochie is softer than jelly woah
This ho could bottle and sell it shh
That is older than me
I ain't are kelly my got bodies nah
I'm kemosabe I'm teachin' karate
Pilates stretchin' that back
All in that crack this for the that's fat
This for the that's fat
The she got the mouth of the century
World-class undisputed ho
Built tough drive like ford
You fast slow
Twenty bands a night on the floor
Work hard cut her no slack
Her hard beat up that back
I'ma dig dig dig in that back
Dig dig dig in that back I'ma dig
W**d crumbs still in my lap
Bend that over get hit from the back yeah
I'ma dig dig dig in that cat
Dig dig dig in that
Work hard cut her no slack
Her hard beat up that back
I'ma dig dig dig in that back
Dig dig dig in that back
W**d crumbs still in my lap
Bend that over get hit from the
I'ma dig dig dig in that
Dig dig dig in that
