Artist: Willie D Album:  I'm Goin' Out Lika Soldier Song:   Yo P My D Typed by: dy_face@yahoo.com [Intro: Excerpts from Ice Cube, Chuck D + more scratched below] Competition and money, Fuck You! Bitches and money, hold it now (Money) Competition and money (Bitches) Competition and money A material, a material Competition and money (Bitches) I need some money, man Competition and money, Fuck You! Bitches and money, hold it now (Money) Competition and money Competition and money (And money) (Bitches) Competition and money Competition and money (And money) (Bitches) A material, a material Competition and money Competition and money (And money) (Bitches) Competition and money Competition and money (And money) (Bitches) Aiy, this is some questions of motherfucking money Competition and money (Bitches 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 bitch, hey whore, hey tramp, hey slut Tell me what the fuck is up? Everyday you bitch, bitch bitch bitch Want that, want this, like the motherfucker's rich Always looking from something from Willie D But what the fuck have your broke-ass giving me? Nothing but complex and drama I got enough of that shit 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 Bitch, you got me fucked up I ain't Baby's Face, I like to fuck up the place What I look like doing the chores? What you think I got your dumb-ass for? It damn sure ain't your bust slut Cause I can jack-off and get a motherfucking nut Pussy ain't nothing but meat on a bone Niggaz fuck it, dykes suck it, and faggots leave it alone So get on whore, you ain't nothing but a trouble maker Here's your motherfucking welcome paper And if dollar money is what you're thinking You fuck around, and come up stinking And that goes for the rest of you whores Willie D'll tell you if you ain't been told Loudly shit, just like this Your pussy, ain't no more important than my dick [Chorus] My pussy - my dick, my pussy - my dick My pussy - my dick, my pussy - my dick My pussy - my dick, my pussy - my dick [Verse Two: Willie D] Hey bitch, hey whore, hey tramp, hey slut Why you think that you're so damn much? Your face looks good, and your ass is a working butt But your motherfucking nose's going off I saw you when I saw you're looking fly Didn't say Hi! - I passed your ass right on by Since I didn't make the first move You told all your fucking buddies that I had a fucky attitude Whores just like the satisfaction Of turning niggaz down, so I start asking; Do you have a man? - do you wanna dance? I glued my ass to a judge in standing lance Cause I know what you whores 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 shit 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 motherfucking hands out My birthday was not long ago And all I got from your dog-ass, is I didn't know Now yours here, and you're telling me this whore (Where's my birthday's gift?) it's at the goddamn store So suck a nigga's dick, or make a nigga rich And treat me like you wanna be treated bitch You get's no more thing to come with Cause your pussy, ain't no more important than my dick [Chorus] [Verse Three: Willie D] Hey bitch, hey whore, hey tramp, hey slut Don't duck, you know you like to suck and fuck But some suckers don't know this So you take them to hoop with the girl next door shit Playing that motherfucking innocent role Known all the time you like lick the booty hole I won't beg your ass, it ain't my nature Play them games with me bitch and I'll rape you But then again, I ain't going like that dear Cause I can get pussy anywhere A lot of girls wanna be with Dee Once more dumb-whore, they're all be paying me I state your fate, because you got a pussy And when you go out that's an automatic drink I'm tired of this ladies night shit When it's the butts, that's making these motherfucking clowns rich Buying your breath as much again, it's too much Yo bitch, I'll go dutch So why you're trying to be malicious? I pay my half and leave your ass washing dishes And that goes for the rest of you whores Willie D'll tell you if you ain't been told Loudly shit, just like this Your pussy, 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!!