Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ol' Dirty Bastard
Ol' Dirty Bastard
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
Songwriter
Russell T. Jones
Russell T. Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ol' Dirty Bastard
Ol' Dirty Bastard
Mixing Engineer
RZA
RZA
Producer
Jay Nicholas
Jay Nicholas
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dante Ross
Dante Ross
Producer
Mitchell "Divine" Diggs
Mitchell "Divine" Diggs
Executive Producer
Oli Grant
Oli Grant
Executive Producer
Buddah Monk
Buddah Monk
Mixing Engineer
Jack Hersca
Jack Hersca
Mixing Engineer
Ethan Ryman
Ethan Ryman
Recording Engineer
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Yeah, baby, I like it raw (Yeah)
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
[Verse 1]
Shimmy, shimmy, ya, shimmy, yam, shimmy, yay
Gimme the mic so I can take it away
Off on a natural charge, bon-voyage
Yeah, from the home of the Dodger Brooklyn squad
Wu-Tang killer bees on a swarm
Rain on your college-ass disco dorm
For you to even touch my skill
You gotta go through one killer bee and he aim for the kill now
Chop that down, pass it all around
Lyrics get hard quick cement to the ground
For any emcee in any fifty-two states
I get psycho killer, Norman Bates
My producer slam, my flow is like bam
Jump on stage and then I dip down
[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
[Verse 2]
See, when a **** say he likes it raw
Keepin' it dirty, down to the floor
See my name is the ODB and I'll beat your ass
For the ladies who know me tell them who the fuck I be
For the **** who know me tell them who the fuck I be
My style comes down on y'all like rocks
(Sittin' on the dock of the bay) By the dock!
(Aiyaiyaiyaiyaiyaiyaiy) Umm, by the flock
Buy the brick, buy the block
Got east coast locked down, padlocked
My Zoo **** be all all down by the flock
[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
[Verse 3]
Shimmy, shimmy, ya, shimmy, yam, shimmy, yay
Gimme the mic so I can take it away
Off on a natural charge, bon-voyage
Yeah, from the home of the Dodger Brooklyn squad
Wu-Tang killer bees on a swarm
Rain on your college-ass disco dorm
For you to even touch my skill
You gotta go through one killer bee and he aim for the kill
Now chop that down, pass it all around
Lyrics get hard quick cement to the ground
For any emcee in any fifty-two states
I get psycho killer, Norman Bates
My producer slam, my flow is like bam
Jump on stage and then I dip down
Yo, y'all know the lyrics
Come on, sing with me
[Outro]
Ooh, baby, I like it raw (Shi-shimmy shimmy ya, yeah)
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw (Shi-shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam)
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw (Shi-shimmy shimmy ya shimmy yam, shimmy yay)
Yeah, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw (Shi-shi shimmy shimmy ya shimmy yam, shimmy yay)
Yeah, baby, I like it raw (Shi-shimmy shi-shimmy ya shimmy yam, shimmy yay)
Give me the mic so I can take it away, shimmy shimmy ya
Written by: Ol' Dirty Bastard, RZA
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