Ol' Dirty Bastard (ODB)

Ol' Dirty Bastard (ODB) - Dirty Dirty lyrics

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(featuring Rhymefest)



[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



[Chorus 2X}



[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



[Chorus 2X]



[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....
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