[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
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Turn it up!
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[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
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One nigga, two nigga, three nigga, four
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One of you niggaz is about to get fucked up
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It's the Ol' Dirt McGirt, live and uncut
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Live and uncut, ready to bust some nut
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Like when I first came home, I boned Simone
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Fucked her so hard, pussy started to groan
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Seven in the morn', woked up and yawned
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The bitch scrambled my eggs, she wrote me a song
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(Sing it!) It's all because of Dirt Dog
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That the reason I took my skirt off
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You went away -- now I'm back with The Roc
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And this is where the bullshit stop
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Plus these voices in my head, want me to go back
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Pick up your guns, don't take your Prozac
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Ritalin, Codelin, Zoloft, cocaine
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Wu-Tang, nigga, it's the new John Coltrane
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[Chorus: girl (Ol' Dirty Bastard)]
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Dirt Dog, Dirt Dog, you our man
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If you can't do it, then no one can
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(Mr. McGirt, gonna get you dirty
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Lift up yah skirt, I'm gonna get you dirty)
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Dirt Dog, Dirt Dog, you our man
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If you can't do it, then no one man
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(It's The Roc in the house, gonna get you dirty
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The Wu-Tang Clan gonna get you dirty)
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[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
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Enough to make a nigga, go crazy
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Shut down the Grammy's, ask my grammy
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Wu-Tang for the kids, but your host can't stand me
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Wu-Tang for the kids, bust them off for family
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Catch me on Disney (ma, who is he?)
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Down Dirty, stinky, grime and grizzly
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Old man McGirt, lookin' under your skirt
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Fucked the pussy til' it's orange, like Ernie and Bert
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Like, ooh, nigga, I'm burnin' up
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She said, ooh, nigga, I'm burnin' up
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Meth got the weed, we can burn it up
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I told the D.J., nigga, turn it up
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I want a girl that help me take my medication
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Or I don't end up at the police station
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I don't wanna go back to the police station
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They tried to send Dirt on a long vacation
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[Chorus]
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Lift Ya Skirt
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| Ol' Dirty Bastard |
