1-2, 1-2, 1-2 (guess who's raw?)
Yeah mothaf**er, you know who it is
Ol' Dirty ba*tard a.k.a. Dirt McGirt
k**in' anything that moves [x2]
You know what time it is
Neptunes mothaf**er.. The Neptunes
Yo 1-2, 1-2 (yeah this sh** don't stop!) [Ol' Dirty ba*tard]
Plug it up, c**aine make ya speakers blow
Party amps gettin' sniffed up now wit it too
When there's somethin' in my camp, a wireless amp
High as a ramp, speak to Wu like stamp
The wet got me damp, p**y darker than lamp
Moses you don't wanna 'ttempt, I see all fans
I'm too drunk too, now you like "Move!"
Coked out in Peru, in hair/here like shampoo
Small like snubs, camera to you scrubs
Kinda like stubs, confidential at the club
Sniff buds like Rule, I fast Ghost like Wu
Get CREAM like tube, burn ya fast food
Appeared in rude, we'll take ya panties off nude
Yes and renewed, big guns and clued
b**h I'm loose like Lugz, Dirty to the litter bug
Girls you like hugs? I don't like thugs [Chorus: Pharrell (ODB)]
Pop sh**, b**h what's wrong?
Pop sh**, n***a what's wrong?
(Take my drink it's about to get..) OOH!
(Take my drink it's about to get..) OOH!
(Me and my n***az about to get...) SUED!
(Me and my n***az about to stop..) YOU! [Ol' Dirty ba*tard]
Aiyo all this sh** is from the ghetto
Smoke Palmetto, sing like Peno
Carry the Heathrows, scared of police though
They tried to k** O. in prison yo!
Had me turned out, drunk is all about
I got this money pourin' out the stout
I'm a loud mouth, drunk party is out
Play this music on every route
Follow Dirty, I'm the WhiteOut
Catch b**hes like trout, get drunk, won't stop
I'm gettin' this money, called gettin' honey
Streets of Brooklyn and ain't a damn thing funny
Have a day sunny, b**hes put me in ya tummy
I'm the n***a on the cross burnin' about 20
Go me a bunny lookin' good and funny
All you n***az, is straight crash dummies [Chorus] [Ol' Dirty ba*tard]
I was checkin' out my melody before The Blueprint
Felony, a nuisance, huggin' me and my two cents
Don't double the six takes, never did a mixtape
But rather a chick take but waste any weather we get cake
I let rats have it, f** these rap f*ggots!
Everybody want the kid dead like Pat Garrett
I'm a goon, speak with a mellow tone
Rock yellow stones, gun longer than a broom!
'cause felon on the ride is long due and soon
Out again like boom, government comin' soon
Anything less is uncivilized like it tastes mad
I'm a shoot a youth's Sajak, cooler than a mayback
Arubu known to collect, twistin' up that haze black
And Backwood on that, hoodrat, I stay strapped
P.P., don't carry that weight
n***a redhead, f** with chicks if their head straight [Chorus] [Outro: ODB]
Yeah you know what time it is
It's that new sh**
Dirt McGirt, Neptunes