The Originators

Originate (feat. Large Professor)

Onyx Versus Everybody

I Rap Like

Friday

Superhoes

[Intro]
Uh, yeah — she got that silver tongue,
Dirty mind, dirty girl, dirty mouth — run it.

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[Hook]
Yeah, the things she says, got a dirty mind, dirty girl, dirty mouth,
She talk that talk, make a preacher wanna break his vows,
Lines so slick, drip poison and a kiss on the couch,
She spellin’ trouble in my ear — I’m addicted to the sound.
Yeah, the things she says, got a dirty mind, dirty girl, dirty mouth,
She talk that talk, make a preacher wanna break his vows,
Lines so slick, drip poison and a kiss on the couch,
She spellin’ trouble in my ear — I’m addicted to the sound.

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[Verse 1]
She a slip of the tongue, a slip of the dress,
Words wet as her lips — I confess I’m obsessed,
She pull quotes from the gutter, make a poet undress,
Every line a temptation I ain’t tryna suppress.

She say: “Talk nasty to me, paint it vivid and raw,”
She say: “Write my name in your verses, baby, break every law,”
She say: “Wanna taste your secrets, wanna hear every flaw,”
She got a dirty mouth — but I love what I saw.

Syllables drip like sweat on her collarbone,
She moans in metaphors when we all alone,
She speak fluent sin, she make heaven her throne,
And when she spit that filth, I’m in the danger zone.

Tongue so sharp, cut deep when she tease,
She rhyme in whispers that bring me to my knees,
She say she like her lines with a twist and a squeeze,
Got a dirty mind? Good — I got the disease.

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[Hook]
Yeah, the things she says, got a dirty mind, dirty girl, dirty mouth,
She talk that talk, make a preacher wanna break his vows,
Lines so slick, drip poison and a kiss on the couch,
She spellin’ trouble in my ear — I’m addicted to the sound.
Yeah, the things she says, got a dirty mind, dirty girl, dirty mouth,
She talk that talk, make a preacher wanna break his vows,
Lines so slick, drip poison and a kiss on the couch,
She spellin’ trouble in my ear — I’m addicted to the sound.

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[Verse 2]
Her words crawl slow down my neck, like a snake,
She bite every syllable — every promise she’ll break,
She say: “Wanna taste your pain, wanna hear you quake,”
She say: “Dirty secrets make the sweetest mistakes.”

She tongue-tied in public, but alone she confess,
She spit lines so raw, got me lost in her mess,
Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty words she caress,
She say she love the filth — now I’m sayin’ it less.

Paragraphs of passion, chapters of sin,
She scribble fantasies deep on my skin,
She say: “This my confession, baby, where do I begin?”
I say: “Right where it hurts — I’m all in.”

She the queen of that double entendre game,
Her mouth frame bars hotter than a flicker of flame,
Dirty girl with a grin, make a saint feel shame,
But the things she says — I’m addicted to the name.

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[Bridge] (Spoken / half-sung)
“Say it slow… say it rough…
Talk your filth, baby, that’s enough.
One word from you, I break my vows,
Your dirty mouth got me here right now…”

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[Hook / Outro]
Yeah, the things she says, got a dirty mind, dirty girl, dirty mouth,
She talk that talk, make a preacher wanna break his vows,
Lines so slick, drip poison and a kiss on the couch,
She spellin’ trouble in my ear — I’m addicted to the sound.
Yeah, the things she says, got a dirty mind, dirty girl, dirty mouth,
She talk that talk, make a preacher wanna break his vows,
Lines so slick, drip poison and a kiss on the couch,
She spellin’ trouble in my ear — I’m addicted to the sound.

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[Outro — Spoken]
It’s the things she says…
Dirty mind, dirty mouth — and I wouldn’t want it clean.

The Things She Says

[Verse 1]
Sunlight dancing on the ocean tide
Laughin’ with my people, feelin’ light inside
New towns, new skies, just takin’ it slow
But there’s one thing missin’ everywhere I go

Photos on the beach, smiles in the frame
Cousins tellin’ stories that still sound the same
Makin’ memories we’ll carry for years
But my heart whispers soft, “I wish you were here”

[Pre-Chorus]
The days are gold, but nights feel blue
Even in this joy, I think of you

[Chorus]
I’ll be home to see you, it won’t be long
Singin’ in the car to our favorite song
We all miss you, you should know
You’re the light we’re waitin’ to come home to
So I’ll be back before too long
Holdin’ on till I’m where I belong

[Verse 2]
Sun-kissed mornings and lazy walks
Endless meals and evening talks
The kids are loud, the stories grow
We’re makin’ reels and memories to show

Climbed a hill just to watch the sun dip low
Captured it all in a video
But no picture’s perfect, no scene feels right
Without you with me to share the sight

[Pre-Chorus]
The laughs are real, the love runs deep
But I still dream of you in my sleep

[Chorus]
I’ll be home to see you, it won’t be long
Countin’ down days while the time moves on
We all miss you, just so you know
You’re the part that makes our puzzle whole
So I’ll be back before too long
Wrapped in your arms where I belong

[Bridge]
From miles away, I send my heart
No screen can play the missing part
So keep the kettle warm and the lights on low
I’ll be walking through that door before you know

[Final Chorus]
I’ll be home to see you, it won’t be long
Soon this distance will all be gone
We all miss you, it’s true and strong
You’re the melody behind each song
So I’ll be back before too long
Home to your love, where I belong

[Outro]
Just one more sunset, one more day
And I’ll be on my way…

Won’t Be Long


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👤 Narrator (low, confident):
Yo…
You feel that?
Nah, you ain’t feelin’ it yet.
This?
This just the heartbeat stretchin’ its legs —
808’s still sippin’ coffee, snares rubbin’ they eyes.
We ain’t even awake yet.

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👤 Narrator:
You came here for fireworks?
You gon’ get ‘em —
But first we let the bass yawn,
Let the mic clear its throat,
Let the booth know I’m home.

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🎙️ [Ad-lib Voice]:
Talk yo’ talk!

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👤 Narrator:
See, real heat don’t come all at once —
It simmers.
It bubbles.
It whispers your name before it shouts.
This the sound before the stomp,
The hush before the house quake.
So sit tight, fam —
Turn that volume up.

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👤 Narrator (grinning):
The beat’s just warmin’ up.
I’m just warmin’ up.
The whole damn block —
Just warmin’ up.

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