Chris Rock - Me & odb lyrics

Yo, yo, this is Chris Rock You heard my man He ain't on no commercial sh** The O.D.B It ain't the Young D.B It's the Ol' D.B That old sh** This ain't the Embry-O D.B This is the Ol' mothaf**in D.B I'm Chris Rock, I'm chillin with the O.D.B So I'm the wrong place, at the wrong mothaf**in time With the wrong mothaf**in man The O.D.B., baby [Ol' Dirty ba*tard] All y'all n***as talkin bout commercial song This ain't no commercial song Straight up, n***a, what? Y'all n***as can't f** with me All y'all n***as 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 ba*tard (Neptunes)] Yo, what's my name? (You need to recognize) Shut the f** up! (You need to recognize) I bring the mothaf**in ruckus (You need to recognize) C'mon punk a** n***as Uh, nah, nah, I'm just f**in wit'chall (Uh-huh) [Ol' Dirty ba*tard (Zu Keeper)] Who get drunk at night till the early morn'? Tap dances at the party like it's goin on b**hes and n***as all around scopin eachother down I'm takin pictures at y'all at the f**in lounge Mad n***as 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** Don't flow b**h, I take your microphone You party b**hes fallin in line With your fat a** stinkin behind You don't know who the f** is here I back smack your a**, make pressure appear Cuz cold Lucky knockin at your door I dedicate that to your source Cuz this (n***a please) is dirty and it's stinkin Funkier than (Peppi Le Pew, so I was thinkin) I drop you mothaf**in n***as on the (weekend) (Lettin you know that) b**h n***a 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***as can't f** with me All y'all n***as 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***as need to recognize Uh-huh, uh-huh Uh-huh, uh-huh [Ol' Dirty ba*tard (Zu Keeper)] Sweet girl, sweet girl Each and every day-a, each and every way-a See you n***as, 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**'s so bad I wipe my a** with a burner) I said, y'all n***as can't f** with me All y'all n***as 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***as need to recognize, uh-huh, uh-huh [Ol' Dirty ba*tard] Y'all n***as can't f** with me All y'all n***as 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**hes and n***as'll recognize Look, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh