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devin the dude - the dude lyrics

[intro:]
devin on the answering machine:
what’s up? you’ve reached 7-6-5-0-8-6…ahh well h-ll you know who you
called. so i don’t have to tell you that.
b-tch what do you want?
n-gg- what do you need?
a rock hard bone?
a dime of weed?
whatever it is just leave the message at the tone
or better yet, f-ck it you can call me at home
at 9-8-8-1 naw i ain’t gonna say all dat
just leave a number i’ll call ya back

[answering machine:]
you have two messages.

[some chickens talking]

[verse 1:]
b-tch what do you want?
n-gg- what do you need?
a rock hard bone?
a dime of weed?
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-tches and hoes and he probably f-cked yours
but the dude don’t disrespect but then he takes no sh-t
but if your b-tch is in his ride then shes gettin’ some d-ck
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 n-gg- just keep dippin’
early in the morning flippin’
coffee sippin’
dont be trippin’ on n-gg-s 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 d-mn fool

[hook:]
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 d-ck
he’s the dude
hey hey here comes the dude

[verse 2:]
da da do dap
bla do blap dap
b-tches 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 d-ck
you might need a yard stick
he makes b-tches suck it and make them n-gg-s 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 n-gg-s treasure
cause b-tches for dude dog, come a dime a dozen
f-ck one let one suck his d-ck 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-ck, you’ll never catch him sober
all his women quit him cause they got f-cked over
but all the p-ssy he got was p-ssy he earned
he’ll fire up a sweet before you’ll fire up yearn
some say he’s nice and friendly but the n-gg-s no fool
he’s so swift he’s so smooth he’s so calm he’s so cool
he’s the dude

[hook]
who is it?
who is it?

[bridge:]
hey hey h-ll yeah can’t you tell?
the dude been through h-ll
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

[verse 3:]
he jam old school music in his low slightly b-mpin’
saw him last tuesday in an old white somethin’
half naked b-tch with him with plenty of -ss
he threw the duces at your boy and continued to p-ss
people spread rumors about him to bring him down
but if ya know him like i do you know he don’t f-ck around
and he clowns and he jokes and he smokes and he hangs
but don’t f-ck 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
n-gg-s 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

[hook]

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