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OL DIRTY BASTARD lyrics : "Last Call"

(feat. Master Fool)

[Ol' Dirty [email protected]&!]

This recordin is Dirty and it's Stinkin
Funkier than Peppi Le Pew so I was thinkin, about
droppin this single on the charts, lettin ya know

hey, the kid has heart, I never deny myself as being
dope, but in my last jam, ^!$$%z slept on my notes
You thought that I was weak? Huh? Let me speak

My rhymes come funkier than ya grandfathers feet
So listen mister, don't you ever forget
the rhyme is dirty, you couldn't even clean it

with Comet, for even Wolrex, some tried Ajax
Only mix with the best, forty-eight tracks
Yo, I get down with the Ason sounds

Lyrics that be flowin from miles around
So let the music shut ya $$# up, then feel the uppercut
Now I make ya fall to ya butt


[Master Fool]
Ho-ho-hold up, Master Fool

Takin' it on down, jugga-jugga-ju
Fall on ya butt, ya $$# gon' hurt
They call us WINGWORM cuz we mastered this dirt

I act like a drunk but I'm out for the dough
I mastered the funk, Dirt mastered the ho's
Only Master play the Fool, I worked hard and paid my dues

Tony Snatcher played the fool
And man meater eater played the bone
I come in the club with no ID

They gon' have to close the club up messin wit me
Up.. Dirty and Stinkin stuff
It's that Dirty dick NUH with the Stinkin nuts

Last Call now drink it up
Me and Dirt want a pound for some Stinkin stuff


[Chorus x2: Master Fool]
Last Call for alcohol, everybody out the bar
Get ya back up off the wall

People.. ohh.. ohh.. people.. ohh.. ohh

[Ol' Dirty [email protected]&!]

Yo, let me continue, verse number two
Style is wild, dirty and stinkin like doo-doo
If ya hangin around, ya changed ya mind

It is a bad influence, but yo it's my rhyme
I sit down and I say to myself, "Self
yo, are you rated top the shelf?"

I drop the single for you to get a dose of
As I lay back like a pillow on a sofa
Gettin paid? Yeah right, Willy

Why askin me, G? What? What? What? What? You know me
My mouth is sugar, sweet as a honey bee
Taste like a forty, Stinkin like Old-E


[Master Fool]
Fool in this (*##$, where the $#[email protected] is the drinks?

No open bar!?! Where the $#[email protected] is the drinks?
That (*##$ over there with her man tuckin his link
All strip club (*##$es straight clutchin his mink

^!$$%z official, big guns, wavin the pistol
My dogs lookin for the brew now we bitin the gristle
(Stop $#[email protected] with them guns son you playin too much)

Catch a charge drinkin bro', I ain't playin too rough
$#[email protected]! Lay in the cuts and hug the butts
Grab a big five whether you a scrub or not

Robbery, robbery, pop, pop, poppin like a glock
Robbery, robbery, drop, drop, drop it like it's hot


[Chorus x4]

[Outro: Ol' Dirty [email protected]&!]

Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo
Heard Master singin that %#@!?
Stinkin blue Palmaid..

Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo.

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