5th Ward Boyz - Pwa lyrics

(Verse One=???) p**y, p**y--p**y, p**y Weed and alcohol it seems to satisfy us all, indeed Don't even trip, half of you b**hes like p**y too Love to smoke weed and get high, sip,serve And let the freaky sh** up out And s** the skin off a n***a dick I's a playa, I's a never had to trick Stupid f** put the game down so well Can have yo b**h playing a good game of s** dick and tell n***a don't trip If you see me creepin' through yo hood I'm pickin' up a shot of co*k, some head, and it's all good It just might be yo baby momma or sister But then again If it is, you better be tryin' to be a n***a friend Cuz see I do this sh** only one way, n***a the "G" way Blowin' my hair back, gettin' my dick s**ed on the freeway I never lie on my dick cuz that's a playa rule Smokin' weed, gettin' drunk Rockin' shows and then be ready to f** somethin' (Chorus) p**y,p**y--p**y, p**y (p**y weed and alcohol) p**y,p**y--p**y, p**y p**y,p**y--p**y, p**y (it seems to satisfy us all) p**y,p**y--p**y, p**y p**y,p**y--p**y, p**y (we livin' like p**y, weed and alcohol) p**y,p**y--p**y, p**y p**y,p**y--p**y, p**y (it seems to sastisfy us all) p**y,p**y--p**y, p**y (that's how we playa's ball) (Verse Two=???, ???) (???) I guess these hoes didn't hear me, when I said b**h please Now it's five years later big faces, big sprees Talkin' bout bad b**hes up in condos Smokin' mad swishers, bout to get some head pronto p**y, weed, and alcohol n***a Plus that cash go with it Double "o" we clockin' hoochies Stick a bird up in her p**y Smokin' cryptonite, rollin' in a benz Souppin' up some tenz Bout to break 'em for they endz Tell 'em low man (???) I'm in a ninty eight, put it out Gased up to the fullest, b--e-n-z Two b**hes and me A quarter pounder, weed, and hennessy They lookin' s**y From the start they under me Too tough, I got they hearts pleased Understand indeed Ways to get yo a**, through the days With razor blades Tight game you'll fade 'em all away Peeped the laid out p**y, weed, and "D" (fellas) Alcohol and "G" (fellas) b**hes come in fleets (fellas) Courtsey on me (fellas) (Chorus) (Verse Three=Willie D) Will got him two bad mutherf**as comin' from out of town We 'gon ride around And smoke up about a pound I'mma show 'em off to my dogs Make 'em wanna strip 'em If a freaky a** n***a so desires, he can lick 'em I'mma do-it, til' they pa** out on weed and liquor I be a 5th Ward Boy from the, uh, bloody nickel Fast money, fast cars, and fast a** women Got a whole lot of mutherf**in' n***as past livin' Girl, when you do, what you do, it's so beautiful Stick yo fingers, in yo cat Uh, and taste yo uterus It's ludicrous Yo man couldn't make you swallow But playas know, f** the head, and the body and power Let's get a room, so I can lick that ring on yo belly And lubricate yo a**hole, with jar jelly Through my pelly, pelly draws You can lick my balls p**y, weed, and alcohol, I love that sh** dog (Willie D= talking) 5th Ward Boyz, Willie D, finally puttin' that sh** down together, like It's supposed to be. And we love f**in, oh yeah, drankin', smokin' Doing what ever it takes to get a groove on. Me personally, I don't mind Accommadating a hoe. You know, what you do? What you drank, you smoke You shoot up, what ever the f** you do. haha. That's yo thang you know sh**, I'll supply you long as you f**in'. I for one, I do so much f**in' they call me Don King. Ghetto (Chorus) p**y, p**y, p**y is so good to me...