Ol' Dirty Bastard - Don't U Know
irl 1: Oh cutie got it goin' ON!Girl 2: Cute? What? That dirty motherfucker?Girl 1: You buggin'!Girl 2: Ain't no buggin', he's some ugly motherfucker.Girl 1: You buggin', no -- look at his disposition, shorty gotta stride!Girl 2: What stride? Ugly motherfucker, he ain't shit.Girl 1: See, that's my plate, brother may kill me like that.Girl 2: You got mad sour flavor on shorty, cuz that ain't shit at all...Girl 1: I'm -- yo G, I don't think he realizes it. Look at him!Girl 2: Look at what? Dirty motherfucker, he ain't shit.Girl 1: Hahaha, you don't see what I see, B.Girl 2: I don't see nothing, you ain't blind, sisso.Girl 1: True, true. Just look at him, just look at his disposition!Verse One: Ol Dirty BastardApproach the school nine thirty, you're lateThis time happy the solution was my date.Get in your class, walk to your chairpop is all you see and then occasionally stareAt the teacher, more, tune in to we're clocking ya.Lean back at this girl kept clockin' ya hoodSimulated from a [sensimilia] blonde,tell the young girl ";Baby, you're the one I want.";She doesn't respond, pretends to ignoreso you say to yourself, it be her old and sore mentallypitchin' lies, the aim on the board as hot and wild pussyyou cannot afford thisOooh, what slim and trim was my inner friendDear, quietly I want him to know my boots,to rap out loose in my class,but I kept sayin' the size of my dick and that ass.So I turned around to arrange a date.Swinging episode, baby number one's gotta say itShe popped a gum, cold twist to comeI said ";Baby, how you feel?";She said ";Sure";Then I said ";sure";, I just found my thrillwear it in the classroom, know I'm Blueberry HillCause what I said just bottled her hate.She put her face on the chest, this is what the bitch said:";Because of you I aint hurting, but then my within my heart Cause no, I'm not right to be flirtin, but our relationship has to start. You're the one that I'm clocking, stop or you could stop mockin' Don't want you to see me cry, this is why, this is why, this is why!";Verse Two: Killah PriestI met a girl named Chandra, from way down yonderThe apple of my eye had a Snapple and some friesForgot the catsup, thats when I pressed up";I've been watching you mowing your lawn";The thoughts were flowin, while I'm holding the palm";Hey whats that on your menu?";, from there we continuedAnd talk about this and that we chit and chatSipped on the Coke then I stroked the backAs she giggled and I wiggled to the braShe said ";nah!";, that's when I noticed her pahBig Tank, who did nothing but the spankat parties, drink Bacardi and didn't thinkJust act silly, with his brother Willyanother hillbilly gettin ill with the Phillyand moonshine, but it's a new time of dayon the stoop doing the Patty DukeOK, it's like that old flip flaps through the shower capsThe platform shoes to Apple JacksChub chub!!Interlude: Ol Dirty BastardYo, you niggaz, niggaz be actin likethey be lovin them, them them fancy bitches
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