[Chris Rock]

Yo, yo, this is Chris Rock

You heard my man

He ain't on no commercial shit

The O.D.B.

It ain't the Young D.B.

It's the Ol' D.B.

That old shit

This ain't the Embry-O.D.B.

This is the Ol' mothafuckin D.B.

I'm Chris Rock, I'm chillin with the O.D.B.

So I'm the wrong place, at the wrong mothafuckin time

With the wrong mothafuckin man

The O.D.B., baby



[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

All y'all niggas talkin bout commercial song

This ain't no commercial song

Straight up, nigga, what?

Y'all niggas can't fuck with me

All y'all niggas lovin me



[The Neptunes]

Mister courageous O.D.B.

You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P

You need to recognize



[Ol' Dirty Bastard (Neptunes)]

Yo, what's my name? (You need to recognize)

Shut the fuck up! (You need to recognize)

I bring the mothafuckin ruckus

(You need to recognize) C'mon punk ass niggas

Uh, nah, nah, I'm just fuckin wit'chall

(Uh-huh)



[Ol' Dirty Bastard (Zu Keeper)]

Who get drunk at night till the early morn'?

Tap dances at the party like it's goin on

Bitches and niggas all around scopin eachother down

I'm takin pictures at y'all at the fuckin lounge

Mad niggas was, gettin drunk at the bar

I'm throwin Moet bottles, HA HA HA HA HA HA

It's rowdy outside, I ain't signin shit

Don't flow bitch, I take your microphone

You party bitches fallin in line

With your fat ass stinkin behind

You don't know who the fuck is here

I back smack your ass, make pressure appear

Cuz cold Lucky knockin at your door

I dedicate that to your source

Cuz this (Nigga please) is dirty and it's stinkin

Funkier than (Peppi Le Pew, so I was thinkin)

I drop you mothafuckin niggas on the (weekend)

(Lettin you know that) bitch nigga don't start

You thought that I was weak? Huh, let me speak

My rhymes come funkier than your grandfather's feet

So listen mister, don't you ever forget

Rhyme dirty, you couldn't even clean it with Comet

Or even Worex, some tried Ajax

Only mix wit, the back get this track



Y'all niggas can't fuck with me

All y'all niggas lovin me



[The Neptunes]

Mister courageous O.D.B.

You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P

You need to recognize, you need to recognize

You need to recognize, niggas need to recognize

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh



[Ol' Dirty Bastard (Zu Keeper)]

Sweet girl, sweet girl

Each and every day-a, each and every way-a

See you niggas, most of your strayers

Stray off from a thing, civilization-a

Don't understand the true nation-a

Go back like cold ovens and ice boxes

(Murder Avenue L trains, Broadway blackouts

Brooklyn Zu keep history, fam shake the trends

Five years of workin bodies, voice box hits the shotty

I move in parties, stickin hotties

And all you fake mob Gotti's, I push your skirt up

My shit's so bad I wipe my ass with a burner)



I said, y'all niggas can't fuck with me

All y'all niggas lovin me



[The Neptunes]

Mister courageous O.D.B.

You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P

You need to recognize, you need to recognize

You niggas need to recognize, uh-huh, uh-huh



[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Y'all niggas can't fuck with me

All y'all niggas lovin me



[The Neptunes]

Mister courageous O.D.B.

You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P

You need to recognize, you need to recognize

Bitches and niggas'll recognize

Look, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh