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['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 Letras de cancionesOne 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... From Letras Mania