Ol’ Dirty Bastard, RZA - The Stomp Part II lyrics
[Ol’ Dirty Bastard, RZA - The Stomp Part II lyrics]
Dirt, Dirt, Dirt dirt, Dirt, Dirt
That's what I'm talking about
Soon as she slurp the mic
Here comes the herpes light
People at church be like, friends
At work be like she is the thirsty type
A nigga McGirt be like
Look, it ain't workin' right
It will convert my life
Now she's an earthly type, pure
And worthy type catch her in early nights
Smile with pearly whites
Sippin' Bacardi's like
She's back in perverted life
You know how these birds be like
That's why you can't treat them right
My brother he eats it right, cheat
And beat his wife
Ike and Tina fight, this Medina life
The crack and nina like
Block and fiending like
Cop subpeona like, giants and beams of light
Stomp, stomp, stomp! (Dirt, Dirt, Dirt
That's what I'm talking 'bout) let, me, see
(Dirt, Dirt, Dirt) , you, stomp, stomp
Stomp!
Things ain't the same today
This is the game they play
Dirt, the name, they say
Throwin' the blame my way
So they can change my face
Take and claim my space
But, I remain the ace
Always maintain a space
Coke, the 'caine, the base
Henny without the chase
Then it come out to lace
Pussy all in my face
You know where the Dirt be at
Where the skirts be at money and work be at
Pull and squirt the mac's
You fake aristocats, where your pistol at?
Weak ballistic caps, I'm firing missiles back
(That's what I'm talking 'bout) let, me, see
(Dirt, Dirt, Dirt) , you, stomp
Stomp, stomp! (Dirt, dirt, dirt)
Let, me, see
(Dirt, Dirt, Dirt) , you, stomp, stomp
Stomp!
Three years, I'm out the gate, waiting
My clients deflate
(What, what) chain plate, bitch
I'm goin' state to state
Bitch, I sniff them eights, muthafucka
Make these papes
Watch that ho get raped, nigga, I'm going ape
This is part two, the Stomp
You niggas in the slump
Uzi's all in my trunk, nigga
You hear the thump
Fill you with holes and lumps
Rocks all in my fronts
Cock and feel the Monk
Pussy everyday of the month
Do what the fuck I want, bitches
You shake your rump
Niggas you ain't no comp, let me see you jump
Stomp, stomp, stomp! (Dirt, Dirt, Dirt
That's what I'm talking 'bout) let, me, see
(Dirt, Dirt, Dirt) , you, stomp, stomp
Stomp! (Dirt, Dirt, Dirt, McGirt) get, the
Fuck, off, your, ass, nig-ga!
Stomp, stomp, stomp!
(That's what I'm talkin' bout)
Let, me, see, you, stomp, stomp, stomp!
Get, the, fuck, off, your, ass, nig-ga!
Stomp, stomp, stomp!
That's what I'm talking about
Soon as she slurp the mic
Here comes the herpes light
People at church be like, friends
At work be like she is the thirsty type
A nigga McGirt be like
Look, it ain't workin' right
It will convert my life
Now she's an earthly type, pure
And worthy type catch her in early nights
Smile with pearly whites
Sippin' Bacardi's like
She's back in perverted life
You know how these birds be like
That's why you can't treat them right
My brother he eats it right, cheat
And beat his wife
Ike and Tina fight, this Medina life
The crack and nina like
Block and fiending like
Cop subpeona like, giants and beams of light
Stomp, stomp, stomp! (Dirt, Dirt, Dirt
That's what I'm talking 'bout) let, me, see
(Dirt, Dirt, Dirt) , you, stomp, stomp
Stomp!
Things ain't the same today
This is the game they play
Dirt, the name, they say
Throwin' the blame my way
So they can change my face
Take and claim my space
But, I remain the ace
Always maintain a space
Coke, the 'caine, the base
Henny without the chase
Then it come out to lace
Pussy all in my face
You know where the Dirt be at
Where the skirts be at money and work be at
Pull and squirt the mac's
You fake aristocats, where your pistol at?
Weak ballistic caps, I'm firing missiles back
(That's what I'm talking 'bout) let, me, see
(Dirt, Dirt, Dirt) , you, stomp
Stomp, stomp! (Dirt, dirt, dirt)
Let, me, see
(Dirt, Dirt, Dirt) , you, stomp, stomp
Stomp!
Three years, I'm out the gate, waiting
My clients deflate
(What, what) chain plate, bitch
I'm goin' state to state
Bitch, I sniff them eights, muthafucka
Make these papes
Watch that ho get raped, nigga, I'm going ape
This is part two, the Stomp
You niggas in the slump
Uzi's all in my trunk, nigga
You hear the thump
Fill you with holes and lumps
Rocks all in my fronts
Cock and feel the Monk
Pussy everyday of the month
Do what the fuck I want, bitches
You shake your rump
Niggas you ain't no comp, let me see you jump
Stomp, stomp, stomp! (Dirt, Dirt, Dirt
That's what I'm talking 'bout) let, me, see
(Dirt, Dirt, Dirt) , you, stomp, stomp
Stomp! (Dirt, Dirt, Dirt, McGirt) get, the
Fuck, off, your, ass, nig-ga!
Stomp, stomp, stomp!
(That's what I'm talkin' bout)
Let, me, see, you, stomp, stomp, stomp!
Get, the, fuck, off, your, ass, nig-ga!
Stomp, stomp, stomp!