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