[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!!