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Shimmy Shimmy Ya

Ol' Dirty Bastard

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Oh, *** you, you can't even sing. Yeah, just sing something. Get some music. Ooh, baby, I like it raw. Yeah, baby, I like it raw. Ooh, baby, I like it raw. Yeah, baby, I like it raw. Shimmy, shimmy, y'all. Shimmy, yam, shimmy, yeah. Give me the mic so I can take it away. Off on a natural charge, bon voyage. Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, Brooklyn squad. Blue tank killer, B's on the score. Ray knows the college ass discs don't come. Well, you didn't even touch my skill. You gotta go for one killer B, and he ain't gonna kill now. Chop that down, pass it all around. Lyrics get hard quick, see back to the ground. For any MC in any 52 states, I get psycho. Killer Norman Bate, my producer slam. My flow is like, bam. Jump on stage, and then I dip down. Ooh, baby, I like it raw. Yeah, baby, I like it raw. Ooh, baby, I like it raw. Yeah, baby, I like it raw. Yeah, baby, I like it raw. Yeah, baby, I like it raw. Ooh, baby, I like it raw. Yeah, baby, I like it raw. Yeah. Y'all see me got bad shoes, keep it feeling at this lane. Or Queens, but this can be Coffin tree. Queens, with my orange..... F-I-S-Q-U-A-N Shimmy, shimmy, y'all, shimmy, yeah, shimmy, yeah. Give me the mic so I can take it away. All for the natural charge, born for y'alls. Yeah, I'm from the home of the Dodgers Brooklyn squad. Group 10, killer hubbies on the swamp. Rain on your college ass, get so dumb. But you didn't even touch my skill. You gotta vote the one killer B-N-E-A for the kill now. Drop that down, pass it all around. Lyrics get hard, quick cement to the ground. For N-E-M-C and N-E-52 states, I get psycho killer. Norman Bates, my producer slam. No one's like, bam, jump on stage, and then I dented. Shimmy, shimmy, y'all, yeah. Shimmy, shimmy, y'all, shimmy, yeah, shimmy, yeah. Shimmy, shimmy, y'all, shimmy, yeah, shimmy, yeah. Shimmy, shimmy, y'all, shimmy, yeah, shimmy, yeah. Shimmy, shimmy, y'all, shimmy, yeah, shimmy, yeah. Give me the mic so I can take it away. Shimmy, shimmy, y'all. You can't even sing. Yeah, just sing or something. Get some publicity.