Welfare Love Lyrics by Dr. Dooom

Welfare Love Lyrics

    Hey baby
    This the one dr. dooom
    Still love you cause you ain't plastic
    Makin them peanut butter sandwiches
    Babies cryin, runnin around with dirty diapers
    The way you used to make the kool-aid
    With the weave all in your hair
    Even some droppin down in my soup
    I could excuse that..

    It's welfare love, section eight! (4x)

    Girl we been through a lot
    Every season i used to bug you out on the couch
    For different reasons, you thought i was crazy
    Catchin a greyhound bus down south
    Collectin lightning bugs and bring a dead mouse in the house
    Holdin a fortune with a jar of termites
    I used to blast the delphonics in a glowing room with black lights
    Colt 45 had me sportin a wig like billy dee
    I was a melle mel fan, always bumpin run-d.m.c.
    We stuck together when one of my parakeets died
    You broke down and cried, for the love of animals
    I used to always cut the legs off a roach
    See if he'll stay there on a piece of tissue
    And give him a piece of toast
    That morning, he would wake up and be gone
    What, the insect had a ambulance?
    As a little boy eatin ice cream in the cold project apartment
    I used to see rats dance, my aunt used to lay down the poison
    And say, "y'all makin too much noise and.."
    (too much noise and.. oh, too much!)

    It's welfare love, section eight! (4x)

    Grabbing crackers out the 'fridgerator
    I was a terrible masturbator
    I was looking at black tail and penthouse
    Since i was in a incubator
    With similak aimin my bottle at a fine nurse's ass-crack
    It was a pleasure to collect ants
    Havin em in my billy the kid pants
    Allergic to chocolate, chewin oreo's and i couldn't stop it
    I remember the days when king vitamin was in the supermarket
    Kool-aid was syrupy, my mom used to make it real slurpy
    Don't believe in santa claus
    They had a dope peacoat filled with mothballs
    Lint everywhere, with utz chips livin deboinairre
    Fly girls with onion rings on the staircase
    I had pro keds with lee suits
    Always used to stare in your face
    Take you on the roof, check out my pigeon coop
    Dressed up like dracula
    Eatin a slice of pizza on your stoop
    Neighbors knew i was a nerdy
    On the bronx streets i was 7:30
    Girls you was infatuated with my quarter fill
    (hey baby, check this out)

    It's welfare love, section eight! (4x)

    Yeah.. it's welfare love
    You look so beautiful baby.. welfare love
    With your long hair.. welfare love
    The way you got it done..
    Sewed in.. welfare love
    Babies walkin around cryin.. section eight, section eight
    Food all over the floor..
    The kitchen sink, messed up.. wel-fare love!
    It's that old ghetto smell
    In the house..
    People comin over to bottow sugar
    That's the way i like it
    Cereal all over the floor

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