Текст песни The Neptunes f Ol` Dirty Bastard - Pop Shit
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[Intro: ODB]1-2, 1-2, 1-2 (guess who`s raw?)Yeah mothafucker, you know who it isOl` Dirty Bastard a.k.a. Dirt McGirtKillin` anything that moves {x2}You know what time it isNeptunes mothafucker.. The NeptunesYo 1-2, 1-2 (yeah this shit don`t stop!)[Ol` Dirty Bastard]Plug it up, cocaine make ya speakers blowParty amps gettin` sniffed up now wit it tooWhen there`s somethin` in my camp, a wireless ampHigh as a ramp, speak to Wu like stampThe wet got me damp, pussy darker than lampMoses you don`t wanna `ttempt, I see all fansI`m too drunk too, now you like "Move!"Coked out in Peru, in hair/here like shampooSmall like snubs, camera to you scrubsKinda like stubs, confidential at the clubSniff buds like Rule, I fast Ghost like WuGet CREAM like tube, burn ya fast foodAppeared in rude, we`ll take ya panties off nudeYes and renewed, big guns and cluedBitch I`m loose like Lugz, Dirty to the litter bugGirls you like hugs? I don`t like thugs[Chorus: Pharrell (ODB)]Pop shit, bitch what`s wrong?Pop shit, nigga what`s wrong?(Take my drink it`s about to get..) OOH!(Take my drink it`s about to get..) OOH!(Me and my niggaz about to get...) SUED!(Me and my niggaz about to stop..) YOU![Ol` Dirty Bastard]Aiyo all this shit is from the ghettoSmoke Palmetto, sing like PenoCarry the Heathrows, scared of police thoughThey tried to kill O. in prison yo!Had me turned out, drunk is all aboutI got this money pourin` out the stoutI`m a loud mouth, drunk party is outPlay this music on every routeFollow Dirty, I`m the WhiteOutCatch bitches like trout, get drunk, won`t stopI`m gettin` this money, called gettin` honeyStreets of Brooklyn and ain`t a damn thing funnyHave a day sunny, bitches put me in ya tummyI`m the nigga on the cross burnin` about 20Go me a bunny lookin` good and funnyAll you niggaz, is straight crash dummies[Chorus][Ol` Dirty Bastard]I was checkin` out my melody before The BlueprintFelony, a nuisance, huggin` me and my two centsDon`t double the six takes, never did a mixtapeBut rather a chick take but waste any weather we get cakeI let rats have it, fuck these rap faggots!Everybody want the kid dead like Pat GarrettI`m a goon, speak with a mellow toneRock yellow stones, gun longer than a broom!Cuz felon on the ride is long due and soonOut again like boom, government comin` soonAnything less is uncivilized like it tastes madI`m a shoot a youth`s Sajak, cooler than a maybackArubu known to collect, twistin` up that haze blackAnd Backwood on that, hoodrat, I stay strappedP.P., don`t carry that weightNigga redhead, fuck with chicks if their head straight[Chorus][Outro: ODB]Yeah you know what time it isIt`s that new shitDirt McGirt, Neptunes