Devin The Dude - Would Ya? lyrics

You're constantly askin me for somethin
And when I say no you get mad
And you be wonderin
Am I tryna act funny (no) about some money
I got you baby, you wanna share it with Sonny
Well it ain't that much
And what I got I really need it
I can't be givin Diana my
Dollars like Billy Dee did
Keep your own hair fixed
Get your own nails done
Make your own money in case I don't have none
But maybe you're hopin I'm a
Star and you might feel
I'll pay a note on your car or a light bill
Didn't catch it when you asked me
Did I come in a benz
And did I have enough room for
You & some of your friends, but
Then it hit me
You was bout tryna get some money
Yup straight bullshit me (no)
Tryna see what you can get
Even though we just met
And you ain't even gave ya boy no pussy yet

But, if I asked you to suck on my dick, bitch
Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that)
And if I asked you to help on my rent, bitch
Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that)

You like to smoke all the time
All my weed, ya eyes lower than mine
But shit I ain't trippin
I bought a couple of dranks
To get you drunk
Dig in ya pussy and get my knuckles to stank
A couple of bucks for your tank
Yeah I'm cool with that
But after I give you this cigarette
And you keep askin for shit
I'mma ask you if you think it
Is a lack of respect
To pull out my dick and put it
On the back of your neck
Cuz see these women'll wait, bitches'll beg
And 50
60 dollars just might get you some head
But, I'd rather spend my money
On some weed and wine
It seems pussy should be free
Ain't no need in buyin it
Why don't you go half with me?
But just like I thought
You was out to bullshit me
Tryna see what you can get
Even though we just met
And you still ain't gave ya boy no pussy yet

But, if I asked you to suck on my dick, bitch
Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that)
And if I asked you to rub on your clit, bitch
Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that)

Now you asked me to buy you some gear
You said you was tired of wearin
The same bullshit all year
Them big ol titties and ass is
What you use to catch
Niggas to buy expensive clothes
With shoes to match
I'll get some booze and a sack
And we can hit the Kings
Flea market shop till we drop
I'll probably get you a ring
Around your collar want some dollars
Hell I'll just foot the bill
Give you a new pearl necklace and
Some polish for your grill
I'm glad that I can satisfy
The women with needs
But when you want too much I'll put
Jimmy up in you then leave
I got three minutes left on my phone card
Times are tougher than my dick
When I'm on hard
Can't do nothin for a bitch who
Can't do nothin for herself
But, you tryna squeeze a nigga
Until there's nothin left
Tryna see what you can get
Even though we just met
And you still ain't gave ya boy no pussy yet

But, if I asked you to suck on my dick, bitch
Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that)
Or help me to get my transmission fixed
Bitch could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that)