Devin The Dude - I'll Say Anything lyrics

Aye aye aye ¿Que paso?
Aye, you know, doin' my thing

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
¿Tu quiero el grande verga
From the chocolaté vato?
A lot of my partnas
They say I look like Ralo
I beat the pussy up
As if I was Héctor Camacho
Snatch a bitch cheese from her taco
Tell her I'm head honcho me need mi dinero
Pronto on my huevos, she like cilantro
She's kinda weird
So I dropped her ass off on Montrose
And there I saw some plump hoes
And I saw some skinny bitches
Both sellin' they pussy, I be penny pinchin'
Got no time for dick itchin'
Bitch get in the kitchen
And whip somethin' up
But a dick she'd rather suck
For a buck or two
Who the fuck are you tellin' her to stop it?
I don't buy cock bitch
You got weed? I'll cop it
Go 'head and twerk it in my bitch
Later on I'll get it wet and sloppy, heh
'cause I be

I be on some pimp type stuff
I'll say anything to get a
Bitch to lick my nuts
Be on some pimp type stuff
And you know me, I got the weed
Come on, let's get high, brah

The homie eighty-sixed me sayin'
Shit's and giggles
I be sayin' shit to get my bit's and kibbles
Or Kibbles 'n Bit's, nipples and tit's
Back in the days
Yeah my waves had the ripple effect
I'll rip off your neck
If you come fuckin' with me
'cause ya gal lickin' my balls
And suckin' my D it's rough in the streets
So I just leave 'em alone if I do some dirt
It might be in the woods back home
Where it's peaceful at and the Sweets are fat
Back in the black Cadillac
With the beat in the back
With a freak rubbin' my sack
Just to get my night started
Got my pipe hardened
She say she might record it
At the party where we goin' later on
She play with my bone to her favorite song
She asked if I would try new things
Took some Cialis and I gave
The bitch some Biotène heh

I roll cigars like I'm Cuban
Serve you a Rick Rubin
Richard on rye, dick sandwich, get to chewin'
Dude just wanted some head
From the stone-cold freak
She said without bread
She don't want no meat
But, I can't give you no bread
Not even a end-piece
Buyin' pussy kinda trendy, but bitch
It offends me oh yo
That's your dame brah? Sure
You wanna claim her? Nigga, smell my finger
Just got through stirrin' that thang up
OG rap singer, with the gift o' gab
Old school type lyrics
Like that shit right there
And your bitch might stare
When I walk in the place
Imagine me pullin' up
Shootin' balls in her face
I should call it a day
'cause I'm old an' I'm tired
But long as bitches exist and
These hoes on Live
I'm a ride, hit 'em with the old musket
Get the duck sick
And hopefully get both nuts licked
(nuts licked) ha ha