Yo, yo, this is Chris Rock   You heard my man   He ain't on no commercial shit   The O.D.B.   It ain't the Young D.B.   It's the Ol' D.B.   That old shit   This ain't the Embry-O D.B.   This is the Ol' mothafuckin D.B.   I'm Chris Rock, I'm chillin with the O.D.B.   So I'm the wrong place, at the wrong mothafuckin time   with the wrong mothafuckin man   The O.D.B., baby      [Ol' Dirty Bastard]   All y'all niggas talkin bout commercial song   This ain't no commercial song   Straight up, nigga, what?   Y'all niggas can't fuck with me   All y'all niggas lovin me      [The Neptunes]   Mister courageous O.D.B.   You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P   You need to recognize      [Ol' Dirty Bastard (Neptunes)]   Yo, what's my name? (You need to recognize)   Shut the fuck up! (You need to recognize)   I bring the mothafuckin ruckus   (You need to recognize) C'mon punk ass niggas   Uh, nah, nah, I'm just fuckin wit'chall   (Uh-huh)      [Ol' Dirty Bastard (Zu Keeper)]   Who get drunk at night till the early morn'?   Tap dances at the party like it's goin on   Bitches and niggas all around scopin eachother down   I'm takin pictures at y'all at the fuckin lounge   Mad niggas was, gettin drunk at the bar   I'm throwin Moet bottles, HA HA HA HA HA HA   It's rowdy outside, I ain't signin shit   Don't flow bitch, I take your microphone   You party bitches fallin in line   with your fat ass stinkin behind   You don't know who the fuck is here   I back smack your ass, make pressure appear   Cuz cold Lucky knockin at your door   I dedicate that to your source   Cuz this (Nigga please) is dirty and it's stinkin   Funkier than (Peppi Le Pew, so I was thinkin)   I drop you mothafuckin niggas on the (weekend)   (Lettin you know that) bitch nigga don't start   You thought that I was weak? Huh, let me speak   My rhymes come funkier than your grandfather's feet   So listen mister, don't you ever forget   Rhyme dirty, you couldn't even clean it with Comet   or even Worex, some tried Ajax   Only mix wit, the back get this track      Y'all niggas can't fuck with me   All y'all niggas lovin me      [The Neptunes]   Mister courageous O.D.B.   You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P   You need to recognize, you need to recognize   You need to recognize, niggas need to recognize   Uh-huh, uh-huh   Uh-huh, uh-huh      [Ol' Dirty Bastard (Zu Keeper)]   Sweet girl, sweet girl   Each and every day-a, each and every way-a   See you niggas, most of your strayers   Stray off from a thing, civilization-a   Don't understand the true nation-a   Go back like cold ovens and ice boxes   (Murder Avenue L trains, Broadway blackouts   Brooklyn Zu keep history, fam shake the trends   Five years of workin bodies, voice box hits the shotty   I move in parties, stickin hotties   And all you fake mob Gotti's, I push your skirt up   My shit's so bad I wipe my ass with a burner)      I said, y'all niggas can't fuck with me   All y'all niggas lovin me      [The Neptunes]   Mister courageous O.D.B.   You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P   You need to recognize, you need to recognize   You niggas need to recognize, uh-huh, uh-huh      [Ol' Dirty Bastard]   Y'all niggas can't fuck with me   All y'all niggas lovin me      [The Neptunes]   Mister courageous O.D.B.   You need to recognize he's a P-I-M-P   You need to recognize, you need to recognize   Bitches and niggas'll recognize   Look, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh   Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh