Dirty Dirty Lyrics - Ol' Dirty Bastard

(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 

'cause 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 

'cause 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, 'cause 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, want to 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....