Dirty Mef lyrics

[Intro: Method Man & Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Expect the unexpected, motherf*cker, let's go, come on
Yeah, M-E-F, hahahaha, special guest
(f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck-)
Hahahaha...
Yeah

[Verse 1: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Yo, you don't wanna ride with Dirt, you still stuck in coach
You don't wanna fly in first, yo, I can spit
One verse, and leave in a new Benz vert
Take a trip down south and put some hoes to work, you hear me
Dirt McGirt, you n*ggas gon' respect it
I'm drunk and crunk so don't come in my direction
I'm ready to thump, and get the whole crew arrested
Bail 'em out, and laugh about it in Texas, yo
And get with Rome, down in Caki-Lac
And hit the spot, in the hood where the happenings at
Where the shootin' and the fightings and the stabbings at
Where the Lincolns and the Chevys and the Cadi's at, sh*t
Them down south n*ggas been loved Dirt
Take a shot to the head, if you been through the work
Show respect to your n*ggas, who been doin' it first
And be comin' with that sh*t, I'm just doin' the worse

[Chorus: Ol' Dirty bast*rd & Method Man]
Yo, you don't wanna ride with Dirt, you still stuck in coach
You don't wanna fly in first, yo, I can spit
Yo, you don't wanna ride with Meth, you still sniffing coke
Even if you tried your best, yo, I can spit
Yo, you don't wanna ride with Dirt, you still stuck in coach
You don't wanna fly in first, yo, I can spit
Yo, you don't wanna ride with Meth, you still sniffing coke
Even if you tried your best, yo, I can spit
[Verse 2: Method Man]
Yeah, damn, I'm just like Dirt in the booth
I'm the truth, I don't need to go to church in a suit
Each verse is the proof, I drink a 100 Proof
Cop searching the coup, I got some herb in my boot
When Wu is coming through, the outcome: critical
f*cking with this style, the outcome: get physical
Meth get lyrical, and y'all can get my genitals
Don't forget them 8 essentials, vitamins & minerals
Heh, ya'meen, I'm taking one for the team
Like Martin Luther King, taking one for a dream
I'm dope, to many fiends, live by any means
If you don't stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything
That's real sh*t, let's get this money real quick
Dirt Dog, I'm feeling this, but I'd rather feel rich
I mean filthy rich, I'm corporate now
Big Meth, the label's Def, that's why I talk so loud, n*gga

[Chorus: Ol' Dirty bast*rd & Method Man]
You don't wanna ride with Dirt, you still stuck in coach
You don't wanna fly in first, yo, I can spit
Yo, you don't wanna ride with Meth, you still sniffing coke
Even if you tried your best, yo, I can spit
Yo, you don't wanna ride with Dirt, you still stuck in coach
You don't wanna fly in first, yo, I can spit
Yo, you don't wanna ride with Meth, you still sniffing coke
Even if you tried your best, yo, I can spit
[Outro: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck-