*featuring Chris Rock, The Neptunes, Zu Keeper
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[Chris Rock]
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Yo, yo, this is Chris Rock
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You heard my man
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He ain't on no commercial shit
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The O.D.B.
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It ain't the Young D.B.
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It's the Ol' D.B.
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That old shit
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This ain't the Embry-O.D.B.
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This is the Ol' mothafuckin D.B.
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I'm Chris Rock, I'm chillin with the O.D.B.
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So I'm the wrong place, at the wrong mothafuckin time
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With the wrong mothafuckin man
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The O.D.B., baby
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[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
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All y'all niggas talkin bout commercial song
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This ain't no commercial song
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Straight up, nigga, what?
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Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
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All y'all niggas lovin me
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[The Neptunes]
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Mister courageous O.D.B.
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You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P
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You need to recognize
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[Ol' Dirty Bastard (Neptunes)]
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Yo, what's my name? (You need to recognize)
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Shut the fuck up! (You need to recognize)
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I bring the mothafuckin ruckus
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(You need to recognize) C'mon punk ass niggas
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Uh, nah, nah, I'm just fuckin wit'chall
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(Uh-huh)
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[Ol' Dirty Bastard (Zu Keeper)]
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Who get drunk at night till the early morn'?
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Tap dances at the party like it's goin on
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Bitches and niggas all around scopin eachother down
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I'm takin pictures at y'all at the fuckin lounge
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Mad niggas was, gettin drunk at the bar
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I'm throwin Moet bottles, HA HA HA HA HA HA
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It's rowdy outside, I ain't signin shit
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Don't flow bitch, I take your microphone
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You party bitches fallin in line
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With your fat ass stinkin behind
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You don't know who the fuck is here
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I back smack your ass, make pressure appear
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Cuz cold Lucky knockin at your door
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I dedicate that to your source
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Cuz this (Nigga please) is dirty and it's stinkin
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Funkier than (Peppi Le Pew, so I was thinkin)
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I drop you mothafuckin niggas on the (weekend)
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(Lettin you know that) bitch nigga don't start
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You thought that I was weak? Huh, let me speak
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My rhymes come funkier than your grandfather's feet
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So listen mister, don't you ever forget
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Rhyme dirty, you couldn't even clean it with Comet
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Or even Worex, some tried Ajax
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Only mix wit, the back get this track
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Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
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All y'all niggas lovin me
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[The Neptunes]
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Mister courageous O.D.B.
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You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P
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You need to recognize, you need to recognize
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You need to recognize, niggas need to recognize
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Uh-huh, uh-huh
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Uh-huh, uh-huh
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[Ol' Dirty Bastard (Zu Keeper)]
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Sweet girl, sweet girl
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Each and every day-a, each and every way-a
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See you niggas, most of your strayers
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Stray off from a thing, civilization-a
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Don't understand the true nation-a
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Go back like cold ovens and ice boxes
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(Murder Avenue L trains, Broadway blackouts
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Brooklyn Zu keep history, fam shake the trends
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Five years of workin bodies, voice box hits the shotty
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I move in parties, stickin hotties
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And all you fake mob Gotti's, I push your skirt up
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My shit's so bad I wipe my ass with a burner)
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I said, y'all niggas can't fuck with me
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All y'all niggas lovin me
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[The Neptunes]
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Mister courageous O.D.B.
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You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P
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You need to recognize, you need to recognize
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You niggas need to recognize, uh-huh, uh-huh
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[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
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Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
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All y'all niggas lovin me
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[The Neptunes]
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Mister courageous O.D.B.
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You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P
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You need to recognize, you need to recognize
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Bitches and niggas'll recognize
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Look, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
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Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
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Recognize
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| Ol' Dirty Bastard |
