Dog sh*t lyrics

by

Wu-Tang Clan


(Dogs barking)

[Intro - Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
All you b*tches put your naps together
And all you n*ggas put your sticks together

[Hook: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
b*tch hooooo
(Yeah haw heh)
Day hayyyy
(Eh hey ay hey)
De haaaaa
(Ewww hawr harr)
Haa-aa-aa-aa-aaa
(Eh haw he huu)

[Verse 1: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
She blew in like calm breeze
Tall brown skin her, weave like palm trees
I went coconuts, dip my Dunkin' between your Donut
Don't want it if it ain't no sl*t, b*tch
Fathership touch ground like fly on soup
Don't invite me I tear the f*ck down
White boys cut my toupee
Seventh day rester, or screenplay
I slump MC slay, it ain't nothin' to bust ass
Bullet him, get him fast
b*tch I don't break out, blast to the next rash
The dog p*ss on MCs like trees
Got mils but still grill that old good welfare cheese
[Hook: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Hooooooo
Yeah haaaay
(Dedicated to all you b*tch ass n*ggas)
De haaaaa
(And you b*tch ass n*ggarettes)
b*tch hooooo
(Motherf*ckers!)

[RZA]
Let that b*tch know

[Verse 2 - Ol Dirty bast*rd]
Shame on a nuh, who tried to step tuh
The Ol' Dirty Bas, put my foot up your uhh
b*tch, you walk around with your bra too tight
It's alright, you still gon' get f*cked tonight
Hoooooo (Method Man: stankin' ass hoes)
You're the type of b*tch don't appreciate sh*t
Never had sh*t, so you won't be sh*t
That pus*y there, couldn't satisfy a hair
On my body, treat me like a lolli and slob me down
Doo Doo Brown!
Tossed salad, oh you in some sh*t now
Callin' me a dog, well leave a dog alone
Cause nothin' can stop me from buryin' my bones
In the backyard of someone else's house
Ol' Dirt Dog, but I'm not dogged out
Here comes Rover, sniffin' at your ass
But pardon me b*tch, as I sh*t on your grass
That means ho, you been sh*tted on
I'm not the first dog that's sh*tted on your lawn
[Outro: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Hoooooo yeah heeeey e haaaaa
Hoooooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo
Hoooooo yeah heeeey (Wayeah hey hey)
This is dedicated to all y'all b*tches (eeeeeeeeeeeee)
De haaaaaaah
Hoooooo yeah heeeey ne haaaaa
Aaaaa-aa-aa-aa-aaa

[Streetlife]
f*ck y'all

[Skit - Man 1]
f*ck is y'all n*ggas, Soul II Soul?
Y'all look like some nasty backup dancers for En Vogue
Lil' nasty R&B n*ggas
Yo, you look like, you look like you was break dancin' in Allure' video, spinnin' on his lips

[Man 2]
What's up wit' bookworm? What's up wit' bookworm?

[Man 1]
n*gga, what's up wit' your Speak and Spell shoes?
Fisher Price My First Timberlands
Them sh*ts is old, n*gga
You gotta get some Chukkas, f*cka
n*gga got on a Lamont Sanford dress shirt
"Whaddaya want, ya big dummy?"
((Same guy: “Yeah, that’s me n*gga!”))
[Man 2]
As for me, n*gga?
((Yeah that’s you, you DJ…))

[Man 1]
And as for you, you DJ Kat Show shirt wearin' ass n*gga
Your shirt look like a dish rag
n*gga, your shirt look like a curtain
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