Ol' Dirty Bastard - Don't You Know lyrics

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Ol' Dirty Bastard - Don't You Know lyrics

"Oh cutie, got it goin' on" "Cute, what, that dirty motherf**er" "You buggin'" "Ain't no buggin', he's some ugly motherf**er" "You buggin', no, look at his disposition, shorty gotta stride" "What stride, ugly motherf**er, he ain't sh**" "See, that's my plate, brother may k** me like that" "You got mad sour flavor on shorty, 'cuz that ain't sh** at all" "I'm, yo, G, I don't think you really realizes it, look at him" "Look at what, dirty motherf**er, he ain't sh**" "You don't see what I see, B" "I don't see nothin', you ain't blind, sisso" "True, true, personally, just look at him, homies at his disposition" Approach the school nine thirty, you're late, this time happy The solution was my date, get in your cla**, walk to your chair Pop is all you see and then occasionally stare at the teacher More, tune in to we're clockin' ya, lean back at this girl kept clockin' Ya' hood simulated from a 'Sensimilia' blonde, tell the young girl Baby, you're the one I want, she doesn't respond, pretends to ignore So you say to yourself, it be her old and sore mentally pitchin' lies The aim on the board as hot and wild p**y you cannot afford this Ooh, what slim and trim was my inner friend, dear, quietly I want him To know my boots, to rap out loose in my cla**, but I kept sayin' The size of my dick and that a**, so I turned around to arrange a date Swingin' episode, baby, number one's gotta say it, she popped a gum Cold twist to come, I said, baby, how you feel? She said, sure Then I said, sure, I just found my thrill wear it in the cla**room Know I'm Blueberry Hill, 'cause what I said just bottled her hate She put her face on the chest, this is what the b**h said "Because of you I ain't hurtin' 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 clockin', stop or you could stop mockin' Don't want you to see me cry, this is why, this is why, this is why" I met a girl named Chandra, from way down yonder 'The apple of my eye' had a Snapple and some fries, forgot the catch's Up, thats when I pressed up, "I've been watching you mowin' your lawn" The thoughts were flowin', while I'm holding the palm "Hey whats that on your menu?" from there we continued And talk about this and that we chit and chat, sipped on the Coke Then I stroked the back as she giggled and I wiggled to the bra She said, nah, that's when I noticed her pah Big Tank, who did nothing but the spank at parties, drink Bacardi And didn't think just act silly, with his brother Willy another Hillbilly Gettin' ill with the Philly and moonshine, but it's a new time of day On the stoop doin' the Patty Duke, ok, it's like that old flip flaps Through the shower caps, the platform shoes to Apple Jacks Chub, chub Yo, you n***as, n***as be actin' like they be lovin' them, them, them Fancy b**hes, I, I likes me a nasty b**h, b**h that's willing to do Anything at any given time, b**h, gotta be nasty 'cuz I'm a nasty n***a I do anything baby, I wouldn't give a f** what it was I'll, ah, anythin' I'm a nasty motherf**er, girl I'm just sittin' right, in my cla** at a quarter to ten, right Waiting patiently for the cla** to begin, right, teacher says "Open up your texts, you read the first paragraph on 'Oral Sex'" I said "Oral s**, what kind of cla** is this?" Yo, next to me said, "Whats wrong with you man, this is a lesson That makes you feel fine, kinda ease your nerves and relax your mind" I said "Don't try to use no hypnotic spell" She said "Be my a**istant, I'd show rather tell" My knees buckled heart started to drop my dick grew to a size That my nerve couldn't stop, I tried to run, She yelled out "Freeze" Pulled down my draws, dropped to her knees, ripped of my draws As if she had claws, broke the rules that defined, s** laws She responded quick, with a slick, welcomin' kiss and a ice cream lick Ooh, I begged, I begged, "Easy on my balls, they're fragile as eggs" Part 2 comin' up