Mike Oldfield

Mike Oldfield - Weightless lyrics

['welfare bitch' 1]

Girl, your foodstamps ain't came yet

['welfare bitch' 2]

Girl, you're late, I got my shit and traded it in for a leather skirt

['welfare bitch' 1]

Them muthafuckas ain't send me my shit yet

But tomorrow I'm goin down there clown they muthafuckin ass

['welfare bitch' 2]

I know that's right, girl...

[VERSE 1: Willie D]

Dee's about to cold get funky

On you welfare bitches around the country

I don't give a damn if you like me or not

But this bullshit you're doin has got to stop

You're playin the government for a sucker

What you don't know is they're hip to you muthafuckas

Droppin babies one after another one

Just to increase your funky-ass income

Welfare bitch, welfare bitch if you could see

For this purpose, cause I believe

That a child should be born out of love

Dumb-ass bitch, you was only thinkin of

The money which is for the kid indeed

But you took it and satisfied your own damn needs

You ain't about shit, you only love uno

One of these days there ain't gonna be no

Welfare

Yeah

Welfare bitches

Welfare

Yeah

(Keep away from)

Welfare bitches

[VERSE 2: Willie D]

Sit around gettin high and drunk

Waitin on the muthafuckin first of the month

They never looked for a j-o-b

Cause they're too busy watchin the soaps on ABC

You realize it's only make-believe

But yet when one died get shocked and grieve

Thank Scorpio or Lucy or the rest of the crew?

Give a fuck about a po' broke hoe like you?

Welfare

Yeah

(Keep away from)

Welfare bitches

[VERSE 3: Willie D]

Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches

Will trade foodstamps in a jet flash

A $65 bill get you 50 in cash

They're the muthafuckas that's makin it hard

For the people who really need the government involved

They have their kids lookin a mess

While they walk around sportin Gucci and Guess

You say you love your kids, that's a goddamn lie

I said it, you wanna know why?

Cause you'se a welfare bitch, a welfare bitch

So is your man

Here's his muthafuckin plan

He don't have to work as long as he sees

A welfare bitch that supports his needs

He get the three p's every goddamn day

Pussy, pay, and a place to stay

You're a sorry muthafucka if you live this way

You need your ass whipped, that's what I say

I ain't livin life with a dumb po' broke hoe

Willie the kid don't fuck with no

Welfare

Yeah

(Keep away from)

Welfare bitches

[VERSE 4: Willie D]

Welfare bitches can't do a muthafuckin thang for me

But suck my dick, cause I don't want the pussy

You fuck em one time and the goddamn whores

'll get pregant and swear up and down that it's yours

I got the money so you wanna get hit

Don't tell me that you're pregnant cause I ain't claimin shit

Don't try to play me cause I can't be pussy-whipped

So stay out my face and get off my dick

(I tell you, mister

I keeps me a welfare bitch

How ya think I got this Benz?

I tell ya

I keeps on zipped pockets

You can ask your mama there

I always get the three p's

She give me the damn three p's every goddamn day

Bitch treat me better than she treat her kids

You know

Anywhere in the Nickel

Down the [Name], the Bottom

And ask em do they know [Name]

They'll tell you

Yeah, he take a bitch to get the check

I'm lyin?

You could ask your mama

Maybe her son don't know

I tell you this though

I keeps on reptiles, leather, gold

Anytime you see me I'm ridin

Cause your mama bought me a gas car

Yeah

Think I'm lyin?

Ask your daddy, he was there

I pimped your father

I could tell he's a hoe

He a punk

Ha-ha

I go down there and tell em I want this

Then make sure your mama get it for me

Cause I'm the man down there

You can ask anybody who runs the welfare bitches in the Ward

Not this, not that

I'm the man!

Anybody comin down here talkin bout where they from, what they do

They don't do a damn thing

I do it all

I keeps the bitches...

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