First Things First ( Dickemdown)

We saw your message at 4:22… and yes, we didn’t reply.

You have our address… why didn’t you come to us, Dickemdown?

(spoken slow, suspenseful before the beat hits)

You wanna play on graves, Dickemdown? That’s bold, that’s dumb

We might say yes… but first you better run

Bury your mama, claim her pension, dear

Then maybe, just maybe… we’ll let you near

We like diamonds, cash, imported rides

Cheap gasoline? Boy, stay outside

Step correct, earn your place, don’t be slow

We tease, we burn… now everybody knows

First things first, then comes the fun (fun, fun!)

Only after duties done (done, done!)

Hands on me? Only if you earn

Street Dolls run this game… now it’s your turn, Dickemdown

Yo, yo, listen up, boy, Hana on attack

Graveyard fantasies? Better step back, skrrt!

You think you slick, think you cute, think you fly

But first bury your mama, then maybe try, ayy, Dickemdown!

Money, diamonds, imported rides

Cheap gasoline? Boy, we don’t compromise

Step correct, earn your place, don’t be slow, brrt!

Street Dolls run the game, now you already know

No shortcuts, no games, no lies, skrrt!

We tease, we burn, define the prize

Wanna touch? Better pay your dues

We don’t play with fools, only kings and crews, yeah, Dickemdown!

We play naughty, we play sweet

But rules are rules, we bring the heat

Step up rich, bold, and sly

Or wave goodbye, Dickemdown… no lie

First things first, then comes the fun (fun, fun!)

Only after duties done (done, done!)

Hands on me? Only if you earn

Street Dolls run this game… now it’s your turn, Dickemdown

Cute little boy… fantasies wild but fair

Street Dolls don’t play… if you dare, Dickemdown [slow echo fade]