Devin The Dude - Would Ya? lyrics

[verse 1] You're constantly askin me for somethin And when I say no you get mad, and you be wonderin Am I tryna act funny (no!) about some money I got you baby, you wanna share it with Sonny Well it ain't that much, and what I got I really need it I can't be givin Diana my dollars like Billy Dee did Keep your own hair fixed, get your own nails done Make your own money in case I don't have none But maybe you're hopin I'm a star and you might feel I'll pay a note on your car or a light bill Didn't catch it when you asked me did I come in a benz And did I have enough room for you & some of your friends, but Then it hit me You was bout tryna get some money, yup straight bullsh** me (no!) Tryna see what you can get, even though we just met And you ain't even gave ya boy no p**y yet [chorus] But if I asked you to s** on my dick, b**h Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!) And if I asked you to help on my rent, b**h Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!) [verse 2] You like to smoke all the time All my weed, ya eyes lower than mine But sh** I ain't trippin, I bought a couple of dranks To get you drunk, dig in ya p**y and get my knuckles to stank A couple of bucks for your tank, yeah I'm cool with that But after I give you this cigarette and you keep askin for sh** I'ma ask you if you think it is a lack of respect To pull out my dick and put it on the back of your neck Cuz see these women'll wait, b**hes'll beg And 50, 60 dollars just might get you some head But I'd rather spend my money on some weed and wine It seems p**y should be free, ain't no need in buyin it Why don't you go half with me? But just like I thought, you was out to bullsh** me Tryna see what you can get, even though we just met And you still ain't gave ya boy no p**y yet [chorus] But if I asked you to s** on my dick, b**h Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!) And if I asked you to rub on your clit, b**h Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!) [verse 3] Now you asked me to buy you some gear You said you was tired of wearin the same bullsh** all year Them big ol titties and a** is what you use to catch n***as to buy expensive clothes with shoes to match I'll get some booze and a sack and we can hit the Kings Flea market shop till we drop, I'll probably get you a ring Around your collar want some dollars, hell I'll just foot the bill Give you a new pearl necklace and some polish for your grill I'm glad that I can satisfy the women with needs But when you want too much I'll put Jimmy up in you then leave I got three minutes left on my phone card Times are tougher than my dick when I'm on hard Can't do nothin for a b**h who can't do nothin for herself But you tryna squeeze a n***a until there's nothin left Tryna see what you can get, even though we just met And you still ain't gave ya boy no p**y yet [chorus] But if I asked you to s** on my dick, b**h Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!) Or help me to get my transmission fixed, b**h Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!)