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