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letra de me & odb - chris rock

yo, yo, this is chris rock
you heard my man
he ain’t on no commercial sh-t
the o.d.b
it ain’t the young d.b
it’s the ol’ d.b
that old sh-t
this ain’t the embry-o d.b
this is the ol’ mothaf-ckin d.b
i’m chris rock, i’m chillin with the o.d.b
so i’m the wrong place, at the wrong mothaf-ckin time
with the wrong mothaf-ckin man
the o.d.b., baby

[ol’ dirty b-st-rd]
all y’all n-ggas talkin bout commercial song
this ain’t no commercial song
straight up, n-gga, what?
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
all y’all n-ggas 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 b-st-rd (neptunes)]
yo, what’s my name? (you need to recognize)
shut the f-ck up! (you need to recognize)
i bring the mothaf-ckin ruckus
(you need to recognize) c’mon punk -ss n-ggas
uh, nah, nah, i’m just f-ckin wit’chall
(uh-huh)

[ol’ dirty b-st-rd (zu keeper)]
who get drunk at night till the early morn’?
tap dances at the party like it’s goin on
b-tches and n-ggas all around scopin eachother down
i’m takin pictures at y’all at the f-ckin lounge
mad n-ggas 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 sh-t
don’t flow b-tch, i take your microphone
you party b-tches fallin in line
with your fat -ss stinkin behind
you don’t know who the f-ck is here
i back smack your -ss, make pressure appear
cuz cold lucky knockin at your door
i dedicate that to your source
cuz this (n-gga please) is dirty and it’s stinkin
funkier than (peppi le pew, so i was thinkin)
i drop you mothaf-ckin n-ggas on the (weekend)
(lettin you know that) b-tch n-gga 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 n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
all y’all n-ggas 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, n-ggas need to recognize
uh-huh, uh-huh
uh-huh, uh-huh

[ol’ dirty b-st-rd (zu keeper)]
sweet girl, sweet girl
each and every day-a, each and every way-a
see you n-ggas, 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 sh-t’s so bad i wipe my -ss with a burner)

i said, y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
all y’all n-ggas 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 n-ggas need to recognize, uh-huh, uh-huh

[ol’ dirty b-st-rd]
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
all y’all n-ggas 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
b-tches and n-ggas’ll recognize
look, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

- chris rock

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