[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
