featuring Ol' Dirty Bastard

[Ol' Dirty Bastard (RZA)]

Let me tell ya'll hol something motherfuckers

(Oh you complaining about that man?)

Yeah them motherfuckers belong to us

Straight up tell all ya'll motherfucking hoes

Ya'll motherfuckers know what's the fucking time

You think we don't love you motherfuckers?

Run in to the motherfucking courts with all that bullshit motherfuka

I'm letting all ya'll motherfuckers know,

I'm getting tired a that shit

You motherfucking triple breed motherfuckers

Bitches we love you motherfucka

Verse 1: RZA (Hoe)

Bobby Digi, Bob Digital shit is critical

Laid the fuck up inside the hospital

It's a riddle of a sphinx bitch had me jinx wid hijinx

Cuban linx snatched from my neck

It was the sex,

This 12 ounce bottle of bex had me drunk

One night laid up wit the Ol' Dirt and ten bags of skunk

Just met this hoe last month

Lookin' like a Benz with a woofer in the trunk

I pushed up like a push-up stick

One hand up near my cheek the other hand was holdin' my dick

I said "Power equal.. Boo!"

RZA people I be Bobby D-I-G-I too

(Is that right?) Word, and exact

Girl you got a smile that a make a nigga heart crack

(For real?) Word to grill like a thousand dollar bill

Close your eyes count to three and click you heels

And we could end up at my place face to face

Butt-naked I'll invade your inner space

*Sniff* Straight up boo,

Damn I can taste it!

One drop of sperm the God wouldn't waste it

Over the quilt,

I rather put it inside you so your breast be filled with milk

And we could lay up,

And I could squeeze until