You´re a hard man to reach, Willie Dynamite I wanna rap Go right ahead
The girls ask me for that Willie D, that´s how I know they feelin´ me
It´s simple, see, the pimpin´ be what got these bitches clipped to me You may be at the game, I guarantee you we in different seats I seen you in the nosebleeds, but where I´m at, that isn´t cheap In the Benz, in a Jeep, make a million in a week Takin´ off her clothes ´fore I begin to speak like, "Gimme cheeks" Been to London, been to France, go there if you get the chance Been to Amsterdam, hit the club, hell no, I didn´t dance Rolled around a little, smoked the weed, seen the red lights Ain´t fuck a prostitute but the head nice, get right From here on to the next life, relax and sip that Red Stripe
Way I spend this money, you would think I had a ex-wife Bitches love the lead pipe, the ´Burgh, word to Ken Rice New place every day, what I would give to just have 10 nights Yeah, right, ´bout to drop an album, hope to blow your mind Tryna reach a level where no music is put over mine
Uh, the girls ask me for that Willie D Uh, the girls ask me for that Willie D What does it mean to keep your pimp hand strong? Live it up ´cause you don´t live that long Or am I wrong? Uh, the girls ask me for that Willie D Uh, the girls ask me for that Willie D
What does it mean to keep your pimp hand strong? Live it up ´cause you don´t live that long (How about another one?) Or am I wrong?
Hey It´s young Macintosh, tell you ´bout that sabotage Travelin´ through Germany, word to David Hasselhoff Back up off me, kill ´em softly, bitches like to fuck ´em doggy Prolly off some molly, got me turnin´ into polygons On and on, DJ´s puttin´ on my song People say I talk too long, killin´ every single track the God is on They cheerin´ with their pom-poms, buyin´ what I got on
Straight gold, find me fuckin´ Silver with my Long John Tom Tom, direct me to that money please Square sponge, fuckin´ dumb, yeah, your grades is under C And I know, "In God we trust," but how much do they trust in me? Enough to be a fuckin´ beast on beats, yeah Shit is so disgustingly amazin´, bitches out the playpen You fuck your hand, askin´, "How much money can I fit into this rubberband?" Hustlin´, throw your ass right inside a rubbish can Excuse my French, that´s just how I´d talk if I was Russell Brand Know that I´m the fuckin´ man, play my shit for three days
"All I make is hits, call me T-Pain!" Sicker than if she gave me AIDS, plus some teeth decay Then she stole my condom, try to auction it on eBay Talk a little shit, man, probably thought he dissed me Bitch, please, I just ate out Monica Lewinsky Yeah, I taught her ´bout some slaughter, had her cryin´ ´bout her father Then I busted in her face while she told me, "It´s an honor" Bob O´Connor, we just politickin´, finger-lickin´ on my chicken Got a way with words, words, words, word to Charles Dickens I wrote this on the shitter usin´ toilet paper Then put your head inside the waters, enjoy the flavor, heh
Uh, the girls ask me for that Willie D Uh, the girls ask me for that Willie D What does it mean to keep your pimp hand strong? Live it up ´cause you don´t live that long Or am I wrong? Uh, the girls ask me for that Willie D Uh, the girls ask me for that Willie D What does it mean to keep your pimp hand strong? Live it up ´cause you don´t live that long Or am I wrong?