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