it up
One nigga, two nigga, nigga, four One of you niggaz is about to get up It's the Ol' Dirt McGirt, live and and uncut, ready to bust some nut
Like when I first came home, I Simone Fucked her so hard, started to groan Seven in the morn', woked up and The scrambled my eggs, she wrote me a song
(Sing it) It's all of Dirt Dog That the I took my skirt off You away, now I'm back with The Roc And is where the bullshit stop
Plus these in my head, want me to go back Pick up your guns, don't your Prozac Ritalin, Codelin, Zoloft, Wu-Tang, nigga, the new John Coltrane
Dog, Dirt Dog, you our man If you can't do it, no one can (Mr. McGirt, get you dirty up yah skirt, I'm gonna get you dirty)
Dirt Dog, Dog, you our man If you do it, then no one man (It's The Roc in the house, gonna get you The Clan gonna get you dirty)
Enough to make a nigga, go Shut down the Grammy's, ask my Wu-Tang for the kids, but your host can't me Wu-Tang for the kids, bust them off for
me on Disney (Ma, who is he?) Down Dirty, stinky, and grizzly Old man McGirt, under your skirt Fucked the pussy it's orange, like Ernie and Bert
Like, ooh, nigga, I'm up She said, ooh, nigga, I'm up got the weed, we can burn it up I told the D.J., nigga, it up
I want a that help me take my medication Or I end up at the police station I wanna go back to the police station They to send Dirt on a long vacation
Dog, Dirt Dog, you our man If you can't do it, no one can (Mr. McGirt, gonna get you up yah skirt, I'm gonna get you dirty)
Dirt Dog, Dog, you our man If you can't do it, no one man (It's The Roc in the house, gonna get you The Wu-Tang gonna get you dirty)