Intoxicated Lyrics - Ol' Dirty Bastard

[Chorus: Macy Gray] 

Intoxicated and I'm faded, by your honey 

Why, we finally made it, got to lovin' 

Money, seeds and shine 

They want to hate it, try to break it 

But it's yours and mine 

Nothing can change it, finally made it, so divine 

[Raekwon] 

Yo, I sat around the illest villains 

Campaignin' while we all G off 

Automatic mayors, now we ain't playin' 

Wolves start scheemin', violate me in the rain 

Get more respect, rob Marvin Gaye on 'em 

Gold, black, beige on 'em, heavy gauge 

Gettin' blazed, all that money, but he ain't even shaved 

This a new flavor, bigger vets, bigger begets 

Bigger papes, god damn it, nigga got saved 

Three or more, two thousand four Blazers 

Lookin' good, it's all hood, just analyze amazed 

Peace, let's mozy and swaze', y'all 

Then count real bank and thank 'em, hit me on the page, what 

[Chorus] 

[Method Man] 

Yo, I was born on the same day as Dr. Seuss 

Plenty of friends, henny and gin, who got the juice? 

Let's get drunk, in this motherfucker, let's get pumped 

I need that funk, like I ain't took a bath in a month 

You can find me where the thugs be at, club be at 

A fact, I love women, 'cause they love me back 

The name's Johnny, they used to call me sucker for love 

But now I'm grimey, cops searchin' motherfuckers for drugs 

Give me that buzz, that calm a nigga, dimes and doves 

At four twenty, when niggaz knew what time it was 

A shot of Remy, in my system, I'm buzzed 

Then baby, I ain't just a little war from unplugged 

Haha, you know I, crack myself up, sometimes with no excuses 

Like every nigga that done time, I didn't do it 

Meth the Magnificent, not Jeff 

I see the game done gone imputent, soft and suspect 

[Chorus] 

[Ol' Dirty Bastard] 

Yo, silence on Smith with six shots, lick shots 

Leave ya head like a Shaolin monk with six dots 

Hit a gush, twistin' a sweet switcher 

In search for Bobby the Digital, bitch, not Bobby Fisher 

Head full, with a Grey Goose and Redbull 

I came for, a beer, weed, plus a bed full 

Of dimepiece, model type bitches, who mind they business 

Blow my dick, like birthday cake wishes 

My warrior's scornful, hard to respond to 

Dirt McGirt, be sailin' boat and in Honolulu 

Brooklyn Zu, wild like Chaka Zulu 

Brooklyn Zu, shots will go right through you 

Touch me in Cali, or the streets of Mauwi 

In the two thousand six pitch black Audi 

Drivin' by bitches, I'm like howdy 

Doody, to you some beauty bitches crowd me 

[Chorus 2X]