Ol' Dirty Bastard - How Ya Feelin

What what, got your money What what, (dirty), what what What what, (dirty), yeah, yeah My niggas better raise it up, fruit punch in my cup, so what? Ol' Dirty, I served my time, now I'm out and gonna have a good time My new account is kinda different, cuz I'm 'ready spendin' all my dimes What what, give me a check for 9, zero, zero, zero, zero Count count 'em, muthafucka, this mine Now, I just better finish my rhyme Before my muthafuck' appeal come, what the fucking due line No, sip-ping, alco-hol, at all (no way) No, smo-king, Phil-ly, blunts, or Backwoods (no way) No, lea-ving, the state, of New York (stay home) It's, all good, long as I can, still feel some breasts (And how ya feeling, Dirty?) I feel good! (I'm glad you are) Yeah, me too! (I wanna love you, Dirty) I wanna love you back! [ From: ] (Can I get a.) baby, just, baby just, wiggle that booty! Ahhhhh, a wiggle-wiggle, a wiggle-wiggle I never will forget the way Dame Dash, send a limo for me (What what), signed me up for the team VH1, caught me doing my thing I had bitches in the limo actin' like they fucking rolling with king Shopping sprees on Fifth Ave., backrubs, bubble baths Ol' Dirty fucked, come, clean my ass Now I'm straight, gotta spit for my chips With nothing in my system that would get me incarcerated Dirt, Dirt, Dirt, Dirt McGirt, Girt, Girt, Girt Straight from Wu, Wu who?, Wu who? Wu who?, ahh Dirt, Dirt, Dirt, Dirt McGirt, Girt, Girt, Girt Straight from Wu, Wu who?, Wu who? Wu who?, ahh Dirt, Dirt, Dirt, Dirt McGirt, Girt, Girt, Girt Straight from Wu, Wu who?, Wu who? Wu who?, ahh