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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rhymefest
Rhymefest
Performer
Ol' Dirty Bastard
Ol' Dirty Bastard
Performer
Mark Ronson
Mark Ronson
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Che Smith
Che Smith
Composer
Mark Ronson
Mark Ronson
Composer
Tony Macaulay
Tony Macaulay
Composer
Mike D'Abo
Mike D'Abo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Ronson
Mark Ronson
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Engineer
Tim Roberts
Tim Roberts
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Dear Ol' Dirty Bastard, no no Dear, Baby Jesus, no that's not it Dear Dirt McGirt, aw yeah yeah yeah Look, man it's this girl that I really like man And, I want to get her to notice me So, I just wanted some advice on What should I do to like, get her to come my way Write back soon, your biggest fan, Rhymefest Why do you build me up (build me up) buttercup Baby just to let me down (just to let me down) Mess me around, and then worst of all (worst of all) You never call baby when you say you will (when you say you will) But I love you still, I need you! (I need you!) More than anyone darlin; you know that I have from the start Build me up (build me up) Buttercup, don't break my heart Look, c'mon Have you ever met a girl, come into your world Cracked the safe, put your brain on sterile Activate and leave stains like curls Sophisticate, and make you feel so world Ahhh, there it is - so liberated Ridin in a sports car, so ventilated Joggin in a sports bra, so titillated Chick so Hood, but not refrigerated Look McGirt, I don't wanna trouble ya But this chick on my block, I'm in love with her I wanna get up in her Bush like Dubya Tryin to get up in her Bush like Dubya So write me back, let me know How I'm 'sposed to hit it when I got no dough How I'm 'sposed to spit it when I got no flow Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy ya, shimmy yo Oh (woo-hoo-hoooo) Why do you build me up (build me up) buttercup Baby just to let me down (just to let me down) Mess me around, and then worst of all (worst of all) You never call baby when you say you will (when you say you will) But I love you still, I need you! (I need you!) More than anyone darlin; you know that I have from the start Build me up (build me up) Buttercup, don't break my heart I just wanna talk to her But I'm me and this girl is so popular Mr. Dirty gave me his binoculars From a distance I just started watchin her Then I met her at Hills on the Southside Bought her chicken and fries, with coleslaw side She ain't say thanks enough, that's all pride I don't care about her manners, I just let it slide I just think about fuckin you everyday And just sink in the back of my Chevrolet All that chicken you ate and you never paid Take my order, can I have a breast or leg? Would you fin' to say no, oh, how's that so? After I came here and spent all my dough? "Look boy it's chicken, what is you broke?" Then I got scared and said it's a joke Gave her a hug and stole her a Coke Why do you build me up (build me up) buttercup Baby just to let me down (just to let me down) Mess me around, and then worst of all (worst of all) You never call baby when you say you will (when you say you will) But I love you still, I need you! (I need you!) More than anyone darlin; you know that I have from the start Build me up (build me up) Buttercup, don't break my heart Dear Dirty, thanks for the advice and everything man It didn't really work out with this chick this time She wasn't that buttercup, she was just another slut man But you know what? I'm just gonna say forget about it man I'mma go get a movie, you haven't seen "Harry Met Sally" yet? It's kinda like what I'm goin through; aww, whatever C'mon! Yeah This is for everybody lookin for that perfect girl man Sometimes you ain't got all the money in the world And you ain't got all the looks in the world but You can still find that buttercup Don't let her build you up and break you down man You build it up, whatever, yo freak for me Make sure she like to fuck though, heh That's always important isn't it? Expect you're the one for meeeeeeeeeee Yo Dirt, pack your bags, let's go Girrrrl, the way you give brains to meeeeeeeeeee Yo Dirt, it's over G!
Writer(s): Tony Macaulay, Michael David D'abo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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