Lace Front
Dont bounce too hard that shit might fall off
Yeah you gon have to fix that one right there
Matter fact
Look
Miss me wit that lace front
Wipe off all that make up off your face hun
I just want the real ones not the fake ones
This is what they thinking had to say sumtin
Love
Miss me wit that lace front
Wipe off all that make up off your face hun
I just want the real ones not the fake ones
This is what they thinking had to say sumtin
To many costumes
Classy is what your not doing
Got it out for sale
Then somebody gonna buy soon
I cant even tell
All that gel how I lie to 'em
Tooth brush for the baby hair to add a little style to 'em
You ain't wear enough
I like to imagine but you showing all your stuff
How to catch a dealer
First rule show off all that butt
Then when he pay attention then ya go and letem
Uh
Now more than attention gettin paid
No more cheap weaves from tamika
Daddy make sure shit is laid
Baby mama and two side chicks but you still gon call him bae
For some gucci an some louis you a groupie for the day
For a week 4
For a month or 12
Till he dont call no more
Or he go to jail
Then you creep around
Till he make the bail
Then you call his cell
Now you back in hell
Miss me wit that lace front
Wipe off all that make up off your face hun
I just want the real ones not the fake ones
This is what they thinking had to say sumtin
Eww
Love
Miss me wit that lace front
Wipe off all that make up off your face hun
I just want the real ones not the fake ones
This is what they thinking had to say sumtin
Oooh you thought you was cool
Went to ATL
You thought you was New
Found a stripper pole
Thought you'd pay for school
Now you in them videos hoping rappers pick choose you
As usual
Caught up in the moment shit that fools do
This ain't what you wanted homie used you
Lose the lace no more frontin
And them shoes too
Bring'em back no more stutin
They dont match at the crib with ya mama paying nothing
For the rent money spent at the club baller hunting
Just to get another trick another bag all for nothing
When he leave fix ya weave then you back out here pumping
Eww
Miss me wit that lace front
Wipe off all that make up off your face hun
I just want the real ones not the fake ones
This is what they thinking had to say sumtin
Yeah you gon have to fix that one right there
Matter fact
Look
Miss me wit that lace front
Wipe off all that make up off your face hun
I just want the real ones not the fake ones
This is what they thinking had to say sumtin
Love
Miss me wit that lace front
Wipe off all that make up off your face hun
I just want the real ones not the fake ones
This is what they thinking had to say sumtin
To many costumes
Classy is what your not doing
Got it out for sale
Then somebody gonna buy soon
I cant even tell
All that gel how I lie to 'em
Tooth brush for the baby hair to add a little style to 'em
You ain't wear enough
I like to imagine but you showing all your stuff
How to catch a dealer
First rule show off all that butt
Then when he pay attention then ya go and letem
Uh
Now more than attention gettin paid
No more cheap weaves from tamika
Daddy make sure shit is laid
Baby mama and two side chicks but you still gon call him bae
For some gucci an some louis you a groupie for the day
For a week 4
For a month or 12
Till he dont call no more
Or he go to jail
Then you creep around
Till he make the bail
Then you call his cell
Now you back in hell
Miss me wit that lace front
Wipe off all that make up off your face hun
I just want the real ones not the fake ones
This is what they thinking had to say sumtin
Eww
Love
Miss me wit that lace front
Wipe off all that make up off your face hun
I just want the real ones not the fake ones
This is what they thinking had to say sumtin
Oooh you thought you was cool
Went to ATL
You thought you was New
Found a stripper pole
Thought you'd pay for school
Now you in them videos hoping rappers pick choose you
As usual
Caught up in the moment shit that fools do
This ain't what you wanted homie used you
Lose the lace no more frontin
And them shoes too
Bring'em back no more stutin
They dont match at the crib with ya mama paying nothing
For the rent money spent at the club baller hunting
Just to get another trick another bag all for nothing
When he leave fix ya weave then you back out here pumping
Eww
Miss me wit that lace front
Wipe off all that make up off your face hun
I just want the real ones not the fake ones
This is what they thinking had to say sumtin
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Writer(s): Devin Ridenhour
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