paroles de chanson old dirty bastard - Staggy

Touring out in Houston I'm not talkin' Whitney
If you talkin' heavy pull up on me bitch I'm in yo city
Baby want my honey she gone suck me up just like she Winnie
Pull up to the venue on his shoulders she gone pop a titty
I don't leave the crib unless I'm masked up
Baby I'm your father when she suck me call me master
Her old man a goofy, now he laying in a casket
Bullets shave his head, my chopper gave that boy a bad cut
I like it when it's backed up
Put it on me holy water like a pastor
Chop a line she divide it like a factor
Add her pussy but my nut it stay subtracting
Country baby she gone ride it like a tractor
Attractive, bitch I know I'm cute
Roll him in a blunt we gone roll up another q
I know that I'm crazy lil baby but so are you
Love it when it shake in my face got me so amused

I told you this over and over again
I don't think I'm gone be sober again
Now that I'm up, I'm a loner, no friends
Hope I don't die all alone in the end
Old Dirty Bastard, shimmy ye, shimmy ya
You wanna die? Let me make a phone call
She want it bad, so she gone suck it through the draws
You think I care about you, I don't care at all

Lie to my face, you ain't think I would notice
I should have known that you been on that hoe shit
I'm with your bestie she swallow the whole dick
You wanna talk, take a breath and then hold it
You the reason I can't trust a hoe to hold me down
You the reason I don't even trust my homies now
Lil bitch I ain't the plug, don't ask me if I'm around
She stay throwing it up, baby don't get me aroused
We stay smoking them buds, fuck around and skip the town
Had to start playin with guns, lil boy how you like me now?
How you like me?
Torture you to death play with my wifey
You best not come out wearing a white tee
Cause you could get hit up like it's Spike Lee
Blood stains on your mattress
Leave your head all red just like some matches
Seen you try to spike her drink
What, you a cactus?
We don't deal with all that shit so don't you act up
Or you get packed up

I told you this over and over again
I don't think I'm gone be sober again
Now that I'm up, I'm a loner, no friends
Hope I don't die all alone in the end
Old Dirty Bastard, shimmy ye, shimmy ya
You wanna die? Let me make a phone call
She want it bad, so she gone suck it through the draws
You think I care about you, I don't care at all