Dirty Old Man

[Intro: The Three Degrees & Jonah Hill (sampled)]
You're a dirty old man
You can't keep your hands to yourself
You're a dirty old man
You know when you hear girls saying
"Oh, I was so shit-face last night, I shouldn't have fucked that guy"
We could be that mistake

[Chorus: The Three Degrees (sampled)]
You're a dirty ol' man
You can't keep your hands to yourself
You're a dirty ol' man
Go mess around with somebody else

[Verse 1: Hons]
I could a mistake at a [?] listen girl
If you're feelin' bad, don't, you meant less than the sex to me
I'm a hell of a guy
The same one that be rubbin' up against you in a Centrelink line
Tonight, I take you somewhere nice, quick stop at a [?]
[?] now she pissed off
I'm a classy fuck by all means
And I'll use anything just to get in them jeans
I can tell you right now, shit I [?] the old way
Handcuffs to kill, I'm Murphy at a court date
She keep suckin' till her jaw ache
Thinkin' if she down for the cause, she be down with the Oars, but
She gold digging at a [?] mine
And what she fuckin' me for? Man I [?] all the time
If she wants four minutes of pledge then I'm a man to see
Spit my kids, grab my pants and leave

[Chorus: The Three Degrees (sampled)]
You're a dirty ol' man
You can't keep your hands to yourself
You're a dirty ol' man
Go mess around with somebody else

[Verse 2: Trials]
What's up baby girl?
I still live with my mum, drivin' a dump
Hats back when I ride, fit five in the front
I got bills to pay
Only way I'm getting laid is at a rave and I got pills to take
Ol' fuckin' chubby, chunky and portly
Even a scab get picked before me
Fact, I'm black like the [?]
Tryin' to find a white girl to make a solar eclipse (oh, shit)
Triggy Stardust, the worst one
Worse than [?] and still fuck with my shirt on
Still hide in a belly
Like drivin' [?] next to police higher than a celly
Trust me girl, I ain't picky
Shit, I still dance like Ditty but look like Biggie
Bed fuckin' stink like a pirate's urinal
Available for kids' birthdays, weddings and funerals

[Chorus: The Three Degrees (sampled)]
You're a dirty ol' man
You can't keep your hands to yourself
You're a dirty ol' man
Go mess around with somebody else

[Verse 3: Sesta]
Let me brush the crumbs off my shoulder, nah, I don't know her
But I greet her like we go back, it's the throw back
With the clothes that match but still fuckin' with girls
That'll turn a man broke, back in fact I think I've
Got a hand full of [?] now
Handball the bitch to beats and then I'm out
But the bitch play footy, better and she bigger, huh
Didn't mention but you should've met her, wooh
When the face say "hi" but the voice too low
To make sense, the reason it don't
There's a reason to split and a reason to go
Reason you don't fall asleep on PNO
The dirty old man back with pinch action
Hand over the drink, head over the sink
Don't know who's gropin' what or what's going down
There's some bad motherfuckers around

[Chorus: The Three Degrees (sampled)]
You're a dirty ol' man
You can't keep your hands to yourself
You're a dirty ol' man
Go mess around with somebody else
Dirty ol' man
You can't keep your hands to yourself
You're a dirty ol' man
Go mess around with somebody else

[Outro: Sample]
All you wanna do
Is use me
All you wanna do
Is take advantage of me