GZA - What Are Silly Girls Made Of lyrics

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GZA - What Are Silly Girls Made Of lyrics

[Hook] What are silly girls made of made of What are silly girls made of A neck full of gold, material things huh That's what silly girls are made of [Verse 1] On a scale of one to ten I seen a girl about a nine A slave of mental d**h, if only she was divine Walking down my ex-block, the block Monroe I said, peace to her, the girl said hello Well hell is low and the lowest you can go Is thirty-two degrees, below zero So I started to rain on this young girl's brain Causin her a great ma** of physical pain She said, "Tit for tat, step off my bra strap No diamonds, no gold, you cannot get a rap." Then I said, "So what?", as I grabbed her bu*t She smiled for a while but her mouth kept shut The girl is eighteen, just birthed a child You're young in the brain and your thoughts are wild You're on welfare, yo but you don't care You say, "FTF is always there." Yes FTF meaning face-to-face The main headquarters of your local place Where you collect your bi-weekly pay To support the foolish habits you abuse everyday [Hook] What are silly girls made of made of What are silly girls made of "Yeah that's right, I'm juicin em, I'm juicin em dry!" Is that what silly girls are made of? [Verse 2] There has never been a dame in my entire life My girlie, my ex, my next or my wife There has never been one who tried to disrespect Especially a member of the opposite s** Yo bust it, there's somethin that I gotta let out But I don't want to be known as Ralph the Blabbermouth Silly girls, they think guys are soft But all they wanna do, is knock their boots off And just from obtaining the common sense You can tell that the girlies seem rather quite dense Other than dense they play slightly bold But from the statements I made they could not uphold theyself They break down, and they start to cry and said "Oh! I don't believe this guy!" [Hook] Now what are silly girls made of made of What are silly girls made of "It's all about the finances" "Forget the romance" Is that what silly girls are made of? What are silly girls made of made of What are silly girls made of "Guys with cash" "can rock my big a--" Is that what silly girls are made of? [Verse 3] Silly girls on a strip, struttin back and forth Watchin cars, thinkin of G'n off Lookin for gentlemen, who they might swing And attitudes, like you can get anything You wear tight bodysuits under long coats But ain't satisfied until a pervert slice your throat You're young you're dumb and you used to be innocent When young, now take a look at what you've become A bloods**er, trying to get all you can Out the pocket of thenext girl's man Just to clothe yourself in gold and j**elry You wear tight jeans with attempts to lure me Into your web, cause you're livin like a spider And playin it off, like everything's Ore-Ida You come out late at night and roam the streets Like thiefs, stalkin a piece of flesh meat Is that what you do for a living get paid? C'mon, there's plenty of ways to get paid But instead of living the life that's clean and sturdy You'd rather go out and get your knees dirty [Hook] What are silly girls made of made of What are silly girls made of "He better buy me some gold bamboozles" "And some Fendi too" Is that what silly girls are made of? What are silly girls made of made of What are silly girls made of [Dialogue: Unidentified women] First of all, don't leave home without it Without what? The gold card I'm tryin to tell you now I don't lay on my back for free You know as they say If you wanna Taney Ya gots ta pay [Outro: Unidentified women and man] Yo what's up gorgeous, what's your name? Baby let's talk about your a**ets first Alright baby, well let's go for a ride in my new car What kind of car you drivin baby? I got a new Yugo A Yugo? C'mere You go, get in your Yugo And get on out of here! Girlfriend, tell him about hisself I don't believe him, he got champagne thoughts and Bud Light money Bud Light money? A Yugo? A thirty-five hundred dollar car? And you steppin to this? I take only Benz's and better love Forget about the love it's all about the money So let's go put on our silk suits and step to the club tonight That's where it's at Yeah, money