Willie Dynamite

By Fat Trel

On SDMG

Released on August 19, 2013

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[Intro: Fat Trel]

What you like, right?

You like what you see? Yeah? Me too

Come over here, let me talk to you for a minute

And sit down

And, bitch, I know you know Harry Fraud too, heh


[Bridge: Fat Trel]

I know you heard I keep a bitch, my bitch a roller

Work first, she gon' fuck me when it's over

She love a rider, I love a roller

I love it when she ride, when she do that, I control her

I never trust her, I never hold her

I just wanna train her, you know, motor


[Chorus: Fat Trel]

You know I'm lying, right? Come get your mind right

Open your mouth, I'm tryin' see what your mind like


[Verse 1: Fat Trel]

Okay, I woke up to a bitch yelling in my face

Had to smack her down, put that pussy back in place

Make her snort a eighth, lick it off the plate

Throw that in the bank, let my accountant court the rate

Make her walk a mile with some heels and a smile

She return, let her rest, let her blow a pound of loud

Tell her "pipe down", I'll Ike a bitch now

When she make a hundred thou', she be making papi proud

Had to sit her down, let her know her worth

Buy that bitch a car while you buy yo' bitch a purse

Told that bitch to pray, make her go to church

Come home, change clothes, make her go to work


[Bridge: Fat Trel]

I know you heard I keep a bitch, my bitch a roller

Work first, she gon' fuck me when it's over

She love a rider, I love a roller

I love it when she ride, when she do that, I control her

I never trust her, I never hold her

I just wanna train her, you know, motor


[Chorus: Fat Trel]

You know I'm lying, right? Come get your mind right

Open your mouth, I'm tryin' see what your mind like


[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]

Right, that mouthpiece, got her that Giuseppe shit

Suck the soul out a nigga, she a specialist

Get-a-crib-out-a-nigga type of neck she give

Have you strung out, that's a definite

That mind got ballers out of bread

Got hustlers out of shine and all she spend is time

But she down for whatever, down to fuck

Down to get cheddar, down to hold a Beretta

She a trill bitch I build wit'

Fuck around and get bills wit' on some real shit

Word, shit, I molded her

Taught her how to shuffle through the streets

Slurp a nigga but no spit, not on my new sheets, no


[Bridge: Fat Trel]

I know you heard I keep a bitch, my bitch a roller

Work first, she gon' fuck me when it's over

She love a rider, I love a roller

I love it when she ride, when she do that, I control her

I never trust her, I never hold her

I just wanna train her, you know, motor


[Chorus: Fat Trel]

You know I'm lying, right? Come get your mind right

Open your mouth, I'm tryin' see what your mind like


[Refrain: Fat Trel]

Cause when you see my ho, you wanna eat my ho

When you see my ho, you gon' eat my ho

When you see my ho, you gon' eat my ho

But don't sleep with that ho, you'll never leave that ho


[Verse 3: Danny Brown]

Diamond in the back, sun rooftop

Bitch, kiss the pinky ring, spit shine these rocks

Bruiser and them Slutty Boyz, hoes wanna suck the boy

Eating so much pussy, we ain't gotta eat no dinner, boy

Mauris with the buckles on 'em, looking like "smoke something"

Bitch, no fronting, pimpin' never stole nothing

Bitch, what that ass worth? Help you with your workin' it

Hustling them three holes like I was selling cardigans

Check you off that rainbow, put you on right angle

All you gotta is get the squares with the triangle

Keep the circle small, we for sho' gon' ball

Jewels all like the opera at Carnegie Hall


[Outro]

Baby, don't you run so fast

Might fall on a piece of glass