Willie Dynamite

Willie Dynamite
"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
We maybe 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 cheek
Spin 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 f*** a prostitute but the head nice, get right
From here on to the next life, relax and sip that Red Stripe
The way I spend this money you would think I had an 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

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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?
It's young Macintosh, tell you bout that sabotage
Travellin' through Germany, word to David Hasselhoff
Back up off me, kill em softly, bitches like to f*** em doggy
Probably 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 fuckin' 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 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' about her father
Then I busted in her face while she told me it's an honor
Bob O'Connor, we just politicin', 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
Put your head inside the water, enjoy the flavor

Yeah bitch!
Nah Jerm, don't cut me off man!
F*** you!
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