(Ol' Dirty Bastard) Two steps from the border line Anything closer will kiss the nine Think I'm out the game? You out of your mind Cuz I stay on track, like transit line Keep it nappy or braided up Dirty in the cockpit, blazin' up Stop frontin' when you made it up Tellin' all my hoes, you can't spray it up Hah, huggin' nuts like tighty whites Still trickin' on hoes like Heidi Fleiss You know why niggas don't give you much respect Cuz they seen you gettin' slapped with the empty gat Know Dirt, like bow know death When I'm huntin' down, birds of rap Hate Dog, cuz I ate your cat And you can eat my ass and have a coke with that Use a spoon, unless you want a fork Pull my dick out, watch the room get dark Stay high with the zombie walk Gotta sit my ass down, like Rosa Parks
(Chorus 2X: high pitched female (Ol' Dirty Bastard)) Dirty Dirty, you tell me how you do it It look so easy, like there was nothin' to it But they don't understand, about the Dirty M.C. It's the.... (Ohhhhhhhhhh), new track by ODB
(Rhymefest) They say dirt and sunshine make the flowers grow I say, fuck a bitch raw and drive your nut on the floor Call it what you want, you son of a hoe I was 5 percent til' white bitches came and dropped it down to four 3, 2, 1, I can lick the sun with my tongue Pull it out and smack a nigga, just for thinkin' I'm done Shut your trap, razor blade cut your wrap Fat girls seen my comin', started tuckin' their flab Rhymefest and Dirt Dog, gon' spark this The day he got to heaven, track mud on the carpets Hot like the hot potato, you niggas ain't motto You hot as the spot, yo Go to the show, for hot dogs and nacho's This me and Dirt Dog's style, it's not yours
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(Ol' Dirty Bastard) What can make a hoe, look more cuter But, Hennessey shots, and smoke more Buddha
(Rhymefest) I don't know Dirt, now she look like Zab Judah Test my manhood, go get my dick ruler
(Ol' Dirty Bastard) Now you hungry, wanna eat right through her But you better first track for a noter Like does she have a best friend, or I taught her Has she ever tried fuckin' under water
(Rhymefest) Down down with the fishes, deep sea dishes I ain't a genie, bitch, I don't respect your wishes This trick ain't fuckin' me though, god damn Something very wrong, I don't understand
(Ol' Dirty Bastard) Misinterpetate, let me break it down Two pulls make the your merry go round Touch your toes, show me that rose Butt naked, in a Wu-Tang pose Wide open, girl, everything goes Real freaky, when you powder that nose
(Rhymefest) Keep it and move, I sleep in the nude I'm keepin' it rude, pull out my dick and pee in the food On the way to the stars, don, where's the map? We fuckin' there, and we gonna fuck back
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(Outro: Rhymefest) Yeah, Dirt Dog, Rhymefest, you want it, man Rest in peace, I know you heaven right now Trackin' mud on the carpet, so, we gon' let ya Do what you do it's the ohhhhhhh Don't forget the crew, it's the Wuuuuuu I thought you knew, it's the Ol' Dirt Dog Rhymefest, yeah yeah, from now to 3000, man What's rap with Dirty? What's the world without Dirt? Just a bunch of fuckin' water, ohhhhhhhhh We out....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
