Song | What Are Silly Girls Made Of |
Artist | GZA |
Album | Words From the Genius |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Grice, Harvey, Harvey | |
Chorus: | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
A neck full of gold, material things huh | |
That's what silly girls are made of | |
Verse one: | |
On a scale of one to ten i seen a girl about a nine | |
A slave of mental death of only she was divine | |
Walking down my ex-block, the block munroe | |
I said, peace to her, the girl said hello | |
Well hell is low and the lowest you can go | |
Is thirty-two degrees, below zero | |
So i started to rain on this young girl's brain | |
Causin her a great mass of physical pain | |
She said, "tit for tat, step off my bra strap. | |
No diamonds, no gold, you cannot get a rap." | |
Then i said, "so what?", as i grabbed her butt | |
She smiled for a while but her mouth kept shut | |
The girl is eighteen, just birthed a child | |
You're young in the brain and your thoughts are wild | |
You're on welfare, yo but you don't care | |
You say, "ftf is always there." | |
Yes ftf meaning face-to-face | |
The main headquarters of your local place | |
Where you collect your bi-weekly pay | |
To support the foolish habits you abuse everyday | |
Chorus: | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
"yeah that's right, i'm juicin em, i'm juicin em dry!" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
Verse two: | |
There has never been a dame in my entire life | |
My girlie, my ex, my next or my wife | |
There has never been one who tried to disrespect | |
Especially a member of the opposite sex | |
Yo bust it, there's somethin that i gotta let out | |
But i don't want to be known as ralph the blabbermouth | |
Silly girls, they think guys are soft | |
But all they wanna do, is knock their boots off | |
And just from obtaining the common sense | |
You can tell that the girlies seem rather quite dense | |
Other than dense they play slightly bold | |
But from the statements i made they could not uphold theyself | |
They break down, and they start to cry and said | |
"oh! i don't believe this guy!" | |
Chorus: | |
Now what are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
"it's all about the finances" "forget the romance" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
"guys with cash" "can rock my big a--" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
Verse three: | |
Silly girls on a strip, struttin back and forth | |
Watchin cars, thinkin of g'n off | |
Lookin for gentlemen, who they might swing | |
And attitudes, like you can get anything | |
You wear tight bodysuits under long coats | |
But ain't satisfied until a pervert slice your throat | |
You're young you're dumb and you used to be innocent | |
When young, now take a look at what you've become | |
A bloodsucker, trying to get all you can | |
Out the pocket of thenext girl's man | |
Just to clothe yourself in gold and jewelry | |
You wear tight jeans with attempts to lure me | |
Into your web, cause you're livin like a spider | |
And playin it off, like everything's oreida | |
You come out late at night and roam the streets | |
Like thiefs, stalkin a piece of flesh meat | |
Is that what you do for a living get paid? | |
C'mon, there's plenty of ways to get paid | |
But instead of living the life that's clean and sturdy | |
You'd rather go out and get your knees dirty | |
Chorus: | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
"he better buy me some gold bamboozles" "and some fendi too" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
First of all, don't leave home without it | |
Without what? | |
The gold card | |
I'm tryin to tell you now | |
I don't lay on my back for free | |
You know as they say | |
If you wanna taney | |
Ya gots ta pay | |
Yo what's up gorgeous, what's your name? | |
Baby let's talk about your assets first | |
Alright baby, well let's go for a ride in my new car | |
What kind of car you drivin baby? | |
I got a new yugo | |
A yugo? c'mere | |
You go, get in your yugo | |
And get on out of here! | |
Girlfriend, tell him about hisself | |
I don't believe him, he got champagne thoughts and bud light money | |
Bud light money? a yugo? a thirty-five hundred dollar car? | |
And you steppin to this? i take only benz's and better love | |
Forget about the love it's all about the money | |
So let's go put on our silk suits and step to the club tonight | |
That's where it's at | |
Yeah, money |
zuo ci : Grice, Harvey, Harvey | |
Chorus: | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
A neck full of gold, material things huh | |
That' s what silly girls are made of | |
Verse one: | |
On a scale of one to ten i seen a girl about a nine | |
A slave of mental death of only she was divine | |
Walking down my exblock, the block munroe | |
I said, peace to her, the girl said hello | |
Well hell is low and the lowest you can go | |
Is thirtytwo degrees, below zero | |
So i started to rain on this young girl' s brain | |
Causin her a great mass of physical pain | |
She said, " tit for tat, step off my bra strap. | |
No diamonds, no gold, you cannot get a rap." | |
Then i said, " so what?", as i grabbed her butt | |
She smiled for a while but her mouth kept shut | |
The girl is eighteen, just birthed a child | |
You' re young in the brain and your thoughts are wild | |
You' re on welfare, yo but you don' t care | |
You say, " ftf is always there." | |
Yes ftf meaning facetoface | |
The main headquarters of your local place | |
Where you collect your biweekly pay | |
To support the foolish habits you abuse everyday | |
Chorus: | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
" yeah that' s right, i' m juicin em, i' m juicin em dry!" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
Verse two: | |
There has never been a dame in my entire life | |
My girlie, my ex, my next or my wife | |
There has never been one who tried to disrespect | |
Especially a member of the opposite sex | |
Yo bust it, there' s somethin that i gotta let out | |
But i don' t want to be known as ralph the blabbermouth | |
Silly girls, they think guys are soft | |
But all they wanna do, is knock their boots off | |
And just from obtaining the common sense | |
You can tell that the girlies seem rather quite dense | |
Other than dense they play slightly bold | |
But from the statements i made they could not uphold theyself | |
They break down, and they start to cry and said | |
" oh! i don' t believe this guy!" | |
Chorus: | |
Now what are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
" it' s all about the finances" " forget the romance" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
" guys with cash" " can rock my big a" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
Verse three: | |
Silly girls on a strip, struttin back and forth | |
Watchin cars, thinkin of g' n off | |
Lookin for gentlemen, who they might swing | |
And attitudes, like you can get anything | |
You wear tight bodysuits under long coats | |
But ain' t satisfied until a pervert slice your throat | |
You' re young you' re dumb and you used to be innocent | |
When young, now take a look at what you' ve become | |
A bloodsucker, trying to get all you can | |
Out the pocket of thenext girl' s man | |
Just to clothe yourself in gold and jewelry | |
You wear tight jeans with attempts to lure me | |
Into your web, cause you' re livin like a spider | |
And playin it off, like everything' s oreida | |
You come out late at night and roam the streets | |
Like thiefs, stalkin a piece of flesh meat | |
Is that what you do for a living get paid? | |
C' mon, there' s plenty of ways to get paid | |
But instead of living the life that' s clean and sturdy | |
You' d rather go out and get your knees dirty | |
Chorus: | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
" he better buy me some gold bamboozles" " and some fendi too" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
First of all, don' t leave home without it | |
Without what? | |
The gold card | |
I' m tryin to tell you now | |
I don' t lay on my back for free | |
You know as they say | |
If you wanna taney | |
Ya gots ta pay | |
Yo what' s up gorgeous, what' s your name? | |
Baby let' s talk about your assets first | |
Alright baby, well let' s go for a ride in my new car | |
What kind of car you drivin baby? | |
I got a new yugo | |
A yugo? c' mere | |
You go, get in your yugo | |
And get on out of here! | |
Girlfriend, tell him about hisself | |
I don' t believe him, he got champagne thoughts and bud light money | |
Bud light money? a yugo? a thirtyfive hundred dollar car? | |
And you steppin to this? i take only benz' s and better love | |
Forget about the love it' s all about the money | |
So let' s go put on our silk suits and step to the club tonight | |
That' s where it' s at | |
Yeah, money |
zuò cí : Grice, Harvey, Harvey | |
Chorus: | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
A neck full of gold, material things huh | |
That' s what silly girls are made of | |
Verse one: | |
On a scale of one to ten i seen a girl about a nine | |
A slave of mental death of only she was divine | |
Walking down my exblock, the block munroe | |
I said, peace to her, the girl said hello | |
Well hell is low and the lowest you can go | |
Is thirtytwo degrees, below zero | |
So i started to rain on this young girl' s brain | |
Causin her a great mass of physical pain | |
She said, " tit for tat, step off my bra strap. | |
No diamonds, no gold, you cannot get a rap." | |
Then i said, " so what?", as i grabbed her butt | |
She smiled for a while but her mouth kept shut | |
The girl is eighteen, just birthed a child | |
You' re young in the brain and your thoughts are wild | |
You' re on welfare, yo but you don' t care | |
You say, " ftf is always there." | |
Yes ftf meaning facetoface | |
The main headquarters of your local place | |
Where you collect your biweekly pay | |
To support the foolish habits you abuse everyday | |
Chorus: | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
" yeah that' s right, i' m juicin em, i' m juicin em dry!" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
Verse two: | |
There has never been a dame in my entire life | |
My girlie, my ex, my next or my wife | |
There has never been one who tried to disrespect | |
Especially a member of the opposite sex | |
Yo bust it, there' s somethin that i gotta let out | |
But i don' t want to be known as ralph the blabbermouth | |
Silly girls, they think guys are soft | |
But all they wanna do, is knock their boots off | |
And just from obtaining the common sense | |
You can tell that the girlies seem rather quite dense | |
Other than dense they play slightly bold | |
But from the statements i made they could not uphold theyself | |
They break down, and they start to cry and said | |
" oh! i don' t believe this guy!" | |
Chorus: | |
Now what are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
" it' s all about the finances" " forget the romance" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
" guys with cash" " can rock my big a" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
Verse three: | |
Silly girls on a strip, struttin back and forth | |
Watchin cars, thinkin of g' n off | |
Lookin for gentlemen, who they might swing | |
And attitudes, like you can get anything | |
You wear tight bodysuits under long coats | |
But ain' t satisfied until a pervert slice your throat | |
You' re young you' re dumb and you used to be innocent | |
When young, now take a look at what you' ve become | |
A bloodsucker, trying to get all you can | |
Out the pocket of thenext girl' s man | |
Just to clothe yourself in gold and jewelry | |
You wear tight jeans with attempts to lure me | |
Into your web, cause you' re livin like a spider | |
And playin it off, like everything' s oreida | |
You come out late at night and roam the streets | |
Like thiefs, stalkin a piece of flesh meat | |
Is that what you do for a living get paid? | |
C' mon, there' s plenty of ways to get paid | |
But instead of living the life that' s clean and sturdy | |
You' d rather go out and get your knees dirty | |
Chorus: | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
" he better buy me some gold bamboozles" " and some fendi too" | |
Is that what silly girls are made of? | |
What are silly girls made of made of | |
What are silly girls made of | |
First of all, don' t leave home without it | |
Without what? | |
The gold card | |
I' m tryin to tell you now | |
I don' t lay on my back for free | |
You know as they say | |
If you wanna taney | |
Ya gots ta pay | |
Yo what' s up gorgeous, what' s your name? | |
Baby let' s talk about your assets first | |
Alright baby, well let' s go for a ride in my new car | |
What kind of car you drivin baby? | |
I got a new yugo | |
A yugo? c' mere | |
You go, get in your yugo | |
And get on out of here! | |
Girlfriend, tell him about hisself | |
I don' t believe him, he got champagne thoughts and bud light money | |
Bud light money? a yugo? a thirtyfive hundred dollar car? | |
And you steppin to this? i take only benz' s and better love | |
Forget about the love it' s all about the money | |
So let' s go put on our silk suits and step to the club tonight | |
That' s where it' s at | |
Yeah, money |