Ol' Dirty Bastard - Intoxicated (radio) lyrics

(featuring Macy Gray, Method Man & Raekwon) [Chorus: Macy Gray] Intoxicated and I'm faded, by your honey Why, we finally made it, got to lovin' Money, seeds and shine They wanna hate it, try to break it But it's yours and mine Nothing can change it, finally made it, so divine [Raekwon] Yo, I sat around the illest villains Campaignin' while we all G off Automatic mayors, now we ain't playin' Wolves start scheemin', violate me in the rain Get more respect, rob Marvin Gaye on 'em Gold, black, beige on 'em, heavy gauge Gettin' blazed, all that money, but he ain't even shaved This a new flavor, bigger vets, bigger begets Bigger papes, god damn it, n***a got saved Three or more, two thousand four Blazers Lookin' good, it's all hood, just an*lyze amazed Peace, let's mozy and swaze', y'all Then count real bank and thank 'em, hit me on the page, what [Chorus] [Method Man] Yo, I was born on the same day as Dr. Seuss Plenty of friends, henny and gin, who got the juice? Let's get drunk, in this motherf**er, let's get pumped I need that funk, like I ain't took a bath in a month You can find me where the thugs be at, club be at A fact, I love women, cuz they love me back The name's Johnny, they used to call me s**er for love But now I'm grimey, cops searchin' motherf**ers for d** Give me that buzz, that calm a n***a, dimes and doves At four twenty, when n***as knew what time it was A shot of Remy, in my system, I'm buzzed Then baby, I ain't just a little war from unplugged Haha, you know I, crack myself up, sometimes with no excuses Like every n***a that done time, I didn't do it Meth the Magnificent, not Jeff I see the game done gone imputent, soft and suspect [Chorus] [Ol' Dirty ba*tard] Yo, silence on Smith with six shots, lick shots Leave ya head like a Shaolin monk with six dots Hit a gush, twistin' a sweet switcher In search for Bobby the Digital, b**h, not Bobby Fisher Head full, with a Grey Goose and Redbull I came for, a beer, weed, plus a bed full Of dimepiece, model type b**hes, who mind they business Blow my dick, like birthday cake wishes My warrior's scornful, hard to respond to Dirt McGirt, be sailin' boat and in Honolulu Brooklyn Zu, wild like Chaka Zulu Brooklyn Zu, shots will go right through you Touch me in Cali, or the streets of Mauwi In the two thousand six pitch black Audi Drivin' by b**hes, I'm like howdy Doody, to you some beauty b**hes crowd me [Chorus 2X]