Lady-Like
You're my lady
You're my
He like
You're my lady
He like
I'm his lady
Talk nice or baby we ain't gotta talk twice
Having what you having
What you buying
I could buy it twice
He know I'm a lady
Know he gotta dinner-date me
And when hoes get out of line
Like a barber
He better tape em
I don't mean to sound demanding
And I know you bout can't stand it
But I'm telling you
I am not the one for all ya antics
What's this coming to
I just sit back and let niggas have it
Cause that bag is like a magnet
Attracting all the right savages baby
You gotta know I'm willing and I'm able
Hoes go for the low
I cannot superwoman save you
If you deal with me
You've met both ya match and ya maker
And I'm quick to dead it
Undertaker
Don't talk to 12
Ain't no asalamalakum
I'm who he run to
When he need decent conversation
We don't do rendezvous
I ain't the one for the playing
But I'm stacking my loot
Til they don't know where my mama staying
And I'm not playing
You're my lady
I'm his lady
Yea
Check this out
Check this out
Okay
So if I am ya lady
Baby I need to be iced out
G's on them shopping sprees
I want it
Roll the price out
Shout out to my ladies getting paper
And ain't saving em
Boss up on that ass
And tell him
No
You cannot lay with him
But he can come up off them bands
He claim he getting daily though
Come get ya man
He in my ear
I thought y'all was unbreakable
I'm in the front
They in the rear
Tryna tell me which way to go
Let me be blunt
If you act out
Remember you replaceable
All of them nice lies
Seen that
In need of a real nigga
To come and redeem that
Don't want no friendly nigga
Need a street sweeper
Clean that
And every word I say
I mean that
On my Janet Jackson
Give him feedback
If I hit his line
That boy gone ding back
I'm all in his head
Like a weave track
Stepping til the death of me
And even at the bank
Niggas ain't checking me
If he want to step to me
He better have the recipe
Cause bitches ain't in my pedigree
She did it one time
When you see me
You see longevity
I can't lose
I look good
And smell heavenly
And I'm having bars
Going federal
They gone type it out
You can read all about it
I'm having extra
Using hoes neck like a pedestal
Can't compete with me because it's levels
Wonder when I'ma fall off
Never
Wonder when I'ma fall off
Neverr
You're my
He like
You're my lady
He like
I'm his lady
Talk nice or baby we ain't gotta talk twice
Having what you having
What you buying
I could buy it twice
He know I'm a lady
Know he gotta dinner-date me
And when hoes get out of line
Like a barber
He better tape em
I don't mean to sound demanding
And I know you bout can't stand it
But I'm telling you
I am not the one for all ya antics
What's this coming to
I just sit back and let niggas have it
Cause that bag is like a magnet
Attracting all the right savages baby
You gotta know I'm willing and I'm able
Hoes go for the low
I cannot superwoman save you
If you deal with me
You've met both ya match and ya maker
And I'm quick to dead it
Undertaker
Don't talk to 12
Ain't no asalamalakum
I'm who he run to
When he need decent conversation
We don't do rendezvous
I ain't the one for the playing
But I'm stacking my loot
Til they don't know where my mama staying
And I'm not playing
You're my lady
I'm his lady
Yea
Check this out
Check this out
Okay
So if I am ya lady
Baby I need to be iced out
G's on them shopping sprees
I want it
Roll the price out
Shout out to my ladies getting paper
And ain't saving em
Boss up on that ass
And tell him
No
You cannot lay with him
But he can come up off them bands
He claim he getting daily though
Come get ya man
He in my ear
I thought y'all was unbreakable
I'm in the front
They in the rear
Tryna tell me which way to go
Let me be blunt
If you act out
Remember you replaceable
All of them nice lies
Seen that
In need of a real nigga
To come and redeem that
Don't want no friendly nigga
Need a street sweeper
Clean that
And every word I say
I mean that
On my Janet Jackson
Give him feedback
If I hit his line
That boy gone ding back
I'm all in his head
Like a weave track
Stepping til the death of me
And even at the bank
Niggas ain't checking me
If he want to step to me
He better have the recipe
Cause bitches ain't in my pedigree
She did it one time
When you see me
You see longevity
I can't lose
I look good
And smell heavenly
And I'm having bars
Going federal
They gone type it out
You can read all about it
I'm having extra
Using hoes neck like a pedestal
Can't compete with me because it's levels
Wonder when I'ma fall off
Never
Wonder when I'ma fall off
Neverr
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