O D B – Got Your Money lyrics

Oh baby
Baby, I'd eat the shit from right up off your ass

I dedicate this to all the pretty girls
To all the pretty girls to ohh
All the pretty girl in the world
And the ugly girls too
But to me you're pretty anyway, baby

You give me your number, I call you up
You act like your pussy don't interrupt
I don't have no trouble with you fuckin' me
But I have a little problem with you not fuckin' me
Baby, you know I'ma take care of you
Cause you say you got my baby and I know it ain't true

Is it a good thing? No, it's bad bitch
For good or worse, makes you switch
So I walk on over with my Cristal
Bitches, niggas put away your pistols
Dirty won't be havin' it in this house
Cause bitch I'll cripple your style

Now that you heard my calmim' voice
Couldn't get another nigga
Hootchie won't get moist
If you wanna look good and not be bummy
Girl, you better gimmie that money
Hoo

Hey dirty baby, I got your money
Don't you worry
I said, "Hey baby, I got your money"

Hey dirty baby, I got your money
Don't you worry
I said, "Hey baby, I got your money"

Yo, so I glanced at the girl, girl glanced at me
I whispered in her ear, "You wanna be with me?"
You wanna look pretty though in my video
Ol' Dirty on the hat and I let you all know
Just dance like you're caught up
In the Holy Ghost trance

If you stop, I'ma put sum killer ants in your pants
I'm the odb as you can see
Fbi, don't you be watchin' me
I don't want no problem 'cause I'll put you down
In the ground where you cannot be found
I'm just Dirt Dog tryin' to make some money
So give me my streaks and gimmie my honey

Radios play this all day every day
Recognize I'm a fool and you lovin' me
None of you, nuh
Better look at me funny
Nuh, you know my name
Now gimmie my money

Hey dirty baby, I got your money
Don't you worry
I said, "Hey baby, I got your money"

Hey dirty baby, I got your money
Don't you worry
I said, "Hey baby, I got your money"

Sing it, sing it girls
Just shake it right now
If Dirty want his money
I think y'all should give him his money
That's how I like girl

S***, s***, s***
S***, s***, s***
S***, s***, s***
S***, s***, s***

Yo, we can play it in the club like this all night
Bitches put your ass out and let me hold it tight
You're looking at my wrist saying, "That's so nice"
The price fits the diamonds, shining in disco lights
You better help me solve my problem
Or I'ma get this money and rob them

Lucky dog when I won the lotto
Ran up my cards for carrying raw loads
Well hold on, now you can call me Dirty
And then lift up your skirt
And if you want some of this dirty

God made dirt and dirt bust your ass
Stop annoying me, yeah I play my music loud
Take the bastard Old Dirty to move the crowd
They said he had his dick in his mouth
Eddie Murphy taught me that back at the house
Now gimmie my money

Hey dirty baby, I got your money
Don't you worry
I said, "Hey baby, I got your money"

Hey dirty baby, I got your money
Don't you worry
I said, "Hey baby, I got your money"

Hey dirty baby, I got your money
Don't you worry
I said, "Hey baby, I got your money"
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