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yo p my d - willie d lyrics

[intro: excerpts from ice cube, chuck d + more scratched below]
compet-tion and money, f-ck you!
b-tches and money, hold it now (money)
compet-tion and money (b-tches)
compet-tion and money
a material, a material
compet-tion and money (b-tches)
i need some money, man
compet-tion and money, f-ck you!
b-tches and money, hold it now (money)
compet-tion and money
compet-tion and money (and money) (b-tches)
compet-tion and money
compet-tion and money (and money) (b-tches)
a material, a material
compet-tion and money
compet-tion and money (and money) (b-tches)
compet-tion and money
compet-tion and money (and money) (b-tches)
aiy, this is some questions of motherf-cking money
compet-tion and money (b-tches and money)
you owe me

[hook: james brown from ‘ain’t it funky now’]
fellows, we got to let the girls know what they gotta do for us
this one got to be a drag man, a man can do nothing no more
hahaha hahaha

[verse one: willie d]
hey b-tch, hey wh0r-, hey tramp, hey sl-t
tell me what the f-ck is up?
everyday you b-tch, b-tch b-tch b-tch
want that, want this, like the motherf-cker’s rich
always looking from something from willie d
but what the f-ck have your broke–ss giving me?
nothing but complex and drama
i got enough of that sh-t when i was living with my mama
we got a crib so we’re living together
we’re two grown folks, things all will be better
still we have is the same old mood
want me to pay the rent, want me to cook the d-mn food
b-tch, you got me f-cked up
i ain’t baby’s face, i like to f-ck up the place
what i look like doing the ch0r-s?
what you think i got your dumb–ss for?
it d-mn sure ain’t your bust sl-t
cause i can j-ck–ff and get a motherf-cking nut
p-ssy ain’t nothing but meat on a bone
n-ggas f-ck it, dyk-s suck it, and f-ggots leave it alone
so get on wh0r-, you ain’t nothing but a trouble maker
here’s your motherf-cking welcome paper
and if dollar money is what you’re thinking
you f-ck around, and come up stinking
and that goes for the rest of you wh0r-s
willie d’ll tell you if you ain’t been told
loudly sh-t, just like this
your p-ssy, ain’t no more important than my d-ck

[chorus]
my p-ssy – my d-ck, my p-ssy – my d-ck
my p-ssy – my d-ck, my p-ssy – my d-ck
my p-ssy – my d-ck, my p-ssy – my d-ck

[verse two: willie d]
hey b-tch, hey wh0r-, hey tramp, hey sl-t
why you think that you’re so d-mn much?
your face looks good, and your -ss is a working b-tt
but your motherf-cking nose’s going off
i saw you when i saw you’re looking fly
didn’t say hi! – i p-ssed your -ss right on by
since i didn’t make the first move
you told all your f-cking buddies that i had a f-cky att-tude
wh0r-s just like the satisfaction
of turning n-ggas down, so i start asking;
do you have a man? – do you wanna dance?
i glued my -ss to a judge in standing lance
cause i know what you wh0r-s about
you’re looking for the man with the car, and the big home
so he can support, you and your baby
boils money on dumb-dumb sh-t and go crazy
but you can’t get willie d
i’m looking for somebody who can help not hurt me
you like your naughty way without a doubt
always got your motherf-cking hands out
my birthday was not long ago
and all i got from your dog–ss, is i didn’t know
now yours here, and you’re telling me this wh0r-
(where’s my birthday’s gift?) it’s at the godd-mn store
so suck a n-gga’s d-ck, or make a n-gga rich
and treat me like you wanna be treated b-tch
you get’s no more thing to come with
cause your p-ssy, ain’t no more important than my d-ck

[chorus]

[verse three: willie d]
hey b-tch, hey wh0r-, hey tramp, hey sl-t
don’t duck, you know you like to suck and f-ck
but some suckers don’t know this
so you take them to hoop with the girl next door sh-t
playing that motherf-cking innocent role
known all the time you like l!ck the booty hole
i won’t beg your -ss, it ain’t my nature
play them games with me b-tch and i’ll rape you
but then again, i ain’t going like that dear
cause i can get p-ssy anywhere
a lot of girls wanna be with dee
once more dumb-wh0r-, they’re all be paying me
i state your fate, because you got a p-ssy
and when you go out that’s an automatic drink
i’m tired of this ladies night sh-t
when it’s the b-tts, that’s making these motherf-cking clowns rich
buying your breath as much again, it’s too much
yo b-tch, i’ll go dutch
so why you’re trying to be malicious?
i pay my half and leave your -ss washing dishes
and that goes for the rest of you wh0r-s
willie d’ll tell you if you ain’t been told
loudly sh-t, just like this
your p-ssy, ain’t no more important than my d-ck

[chorus]

[hook: james brown from ‘ain’t it funky now’]
fellows, we got to let the girls know what they gotta do for us
fellows, fellows, we got to let the girls know what they gotta do for us

[chorus]
[outro]
my d-ck! – my d-ck!
my d-ck! – my d-ck!
my d-ck!!

- willie d lyrics

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