Willie D - Yo P My D lyrics

[Intro: Excerpts from Ice Cube, Chuck D + more scratched below] Competition and money, f** You! b**hes and money, hold it now (Money) Competition and money (b**hes) Competition and money A material, a material Competition and money (b**hes) I need some money, man Competition and money, f** You! b**hes and money, hold it now (Money) Competition and money Competition and money (And money) (b**hes) Competition and money Competition and money (And money) (b**hes) A material, a material Competition and money Competition and money (And money) (b**hes) Competition and money Competition and money (And money) (b**hes) Aiy, this is some questions of motherf**ing money Competition and money (b**hes 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**h, hey who*e, hey tramp, hey s*ut Tell me what the f** is up? Everyday you b**h, b**h b**h b**h Want that, want this, like the motherf**er's rich Always looking from something from Willie D But what the f** have your broke-a** giving me? Nothing but complex and drama I got enough of that sh** 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 damn food b**h, you got me f**ed up I ain't Baby's Face, I like to f** up the place What I look like doing the chores? What you think I got your dumb-a** for? It damn sure ain't your bust s*ut Cause I can jack-off and get a motherf**ing nut p**y ain't nothing but meat on a bone n***as f** it, dykes s** it, and f*ggots leave it alone So get on who*e, you ain't nothing but a trouble maker Here's your motherf**ing welcome paper And if dollar money is what you're thinking You f** around, and come up stinking And that goes for the rest of you who*es Willie D'll tell you if you ain't been told Loudly sh**, just like this Your p**y, ain't no more important than my dick [Chorus] My p**y - my dick, my p**y - my dick My p**y - my dick, my p**y - my dick My p**y - my dick, my p**y - my dick [Verse Two: Willie D] Hey b**h, hey who*e, hey tramp, hey s*ut Why you think that you're so damn much? Your face looks good, and your a** is a working bu*t But your motherf**ing nose's going off I saw you when I saw you're looking fly Didn't say Hi! - I pa**ed your a** right on by Since I didn't make the first move You told all your f**ing buddies that I had a f**y attitude who*es just like the satisfaction Of turning n***as down, so I start asking; Do you have a man? - do you wanna dance? I glued my a** to a judge in standing lance Cause I know what you who*es 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** 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**ing hands out My birthday was not long ago And all I got from your dog-a**, is I didn't know Now yours here, and you're telling me this who*e (Where's my birthday's gift?) it's at the goddamn store So s** a n***a's dick, or make a n***a rich And treat me like you wanna be treated b**h You get's no more thing to come with Cause your p**y, ain't no more important than my dick [Chorus] [Verse Three: Willie D] Hey b**h, hey who*e, hey tramp, hey s*ut Don't duck, you know you like to s** and f** But some s**ers don't know this So you take them to hoop with the girl next door sh** Playing that motherf**ing innocent role Known all the time you like lick the booty hole I won't beg your a**, it ain't my nature Play them games with me b**h and I'll rape you But then again, I ain't going like that dear Cause I can get p**y anywhere A lot of girls wanna be with Dee Once more dumb-who*e, they're all be paying me I state your fate, because you got a p**y And when you go out that's an automatic drink I'm tired of this ladies night sh** When it's the bu*ts, that's making these motherf**ing clowns rich Buying your breath as much again, it's too much Yo b**h, I'll go dutch So why you're trying to be malicious? I pay my half and leave your a** washing dishes And that goes for the rest of you who*es Willie D'll tell you if you ain't been told Loudly sh**, just like this Your p**y, ain't no more important than my dick [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 dick! - my dick! My dick! - my dick! MY DICK!!