The Dude (Interlude) (Screwed) (Explicit)

B**ch what do you want

Ni**a what do you need

A rock hard bone

A dime of w**d

Whatever it is hoe you can hit him from a phone

But if ya don't want nothin' leave him lone he be gone

See he's known for smokin' skunk

And gettin' drunk without knowin'

He through about twenty b**ches and hoes

And he probably f**ked yours

But the Dude don't disrespect

But then he takes no sh*t

But if your b**ch is in his ride

Then shes gettin' some dick

He moves quick real slick never

Been to the pen or the forum

They got stories bout the Dude

The kids bragged when they saw him

And them laws he don't bomb

That ni**a just keep dippin'

Early in the morning flippin'

Coffee sippin'

Dont be trippin' on niggas they see him walk in the sto'

Get him some cigarettes cigars and a Colt 4-0

Without payin' walk out that hoe so calm and so cool

(Who's that )

Man that's the Dude and he's a God damn fool

Who is it

Not too often seen in public (that's the Dude)

Who is it

Smokin' on Sweets while he's gettin'

His nuts licked (that's the Dude)

Don't come talkin'

That nothin' sh*t

Round the Dude

Don't play no funny games

Don't talk sh*t no

He'll tell you to suck a dick

He's the Dude

Hey hey here comes the Dude

Da da do dap

Bla do blap dap

B**ches front 'em at the club they gettin' jab slapped

He don't cap

To him that bring too much attention

Keep his eyes open for premeditated lynchin'

Countin' inches on his hard dick

You might need a yard stick

He makes b**ches suck it and

Make them niggas get off it

Don't start sh*t with the Dude

You wouldn't want him to finish

Cause hoe you know it be on in a minute

You need to thank him for ya gal

He made her suck a little better

He love makin' trash outta another niggas treasure

Cause b**ches for dude dog

Come a dime a dozen

F**k one let one suck his dick then find another

He don't debate he concentrate on survivin'

He don't like to drive if he's been drinkin'

But he'll drink while he's drivin'

But he's higher than a f**k

You'll never catch him sober

All his women quit him cause they got f**ked over

But all the p**sy he got was p**sy he earned

He'll fire up a Sweet before you'll fire up yearn

Some say he's nice and friendly but the niggas no fool

He's so swift he's so smooth he's so calm he's so cool

He's the Dude

Who is it

Who is it

Hey hey hell yeah can't you tell

The Dude been through Hell

See the smoke in the air

Shouldn't do the sh*t he do but see the Dude don't care

Empty bottles of beer and empty rubbers everywhere

He jam old school music in his low slightly bumpin'

Saw him last Tuesday in an old white somethin'

Half naked b**ch with him with plenty of a**

He threw the duces at your boy

And continued to pass

People spread rumors about him to bring him down

But if ya know him like I do

You know he don't f**k around

And he clowns and he jokes

And he smokes and he hangs

But don't f**k over the Dude

One night he showed me a brain

No name

I ain't gonna tell you all of his biz

He's down to fight for his friends

Die for his momma and kids

Niggas be placin' they bids tryin' to do like he do

Try to be where he's been but they get folded in two

He's the Dude

Who is it