Lyrics:
like a lady
So never judge a book by its cover
Or who you gonna love by your lover
Love put me wise to her love in disguise
She had the body
spinnin' I'm doin' my fitness
Hall of fame trappin', young niggas I'm feedin'
My wrist game real sick so I need soup by Mrs Campbells
I'm baking a dozen
, unimportant I barely got fans right now
Becoming more of a man by the hour
I'm bringing the jams right now
I'm cooking with love and passion
Just like yo
style is bitch kid, you fucked up, sound like a woman
I'm not impressed when you sport mics and touch your breast
You trans vest with small flows, you
and by
To sing to when it's cool and shady
Where the tricky wicky wacky woo
If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a'you
She used to sing
down her walls when I rip off London's britches
Still treat her like a fair lady like London Bridges
Tryna swallow my bravado, you gon' wallow in some
on period poo
Tell me who you know that do it like this
Get your back off the wall you really can't deny this
Hand on the back of dummies like a ventriloquist
slidin' cause niggas on you
Move like the minister 'cause niggas born to
Gang with me, stuck like skin and tattoos (tattoos)
Choppa hit your stomach it's
somebody else
By and by-why-why
To sing to when it's cool and shady,
Where the tricky wicky wackies woo woo woo.
If you like a ukulele lady,
Ukulele
somebody else
By and by-why-why
To sing to when it's cool and shady,
Where the tricky wicky wackies woo woo woo.
If you like a ukulele lady,
Ukulele
I'ma need a marker
But I still got them on the block, like Peter Parker
Fuck close protection, I need body armour
Me naked? You must be drinking Molly
is my lady
My lady she is my baby
She keep me safe but sometimes she make me go crazy
She make me go crazy
Let's go on the road like Bonnie
All the good times so much happened when we little
All the crazy moments when we attended Campbell middle
"Hold On bruh i still cry about you to this
you tell me how you can live in an apartment, with the pieces
of a person, rotting away with decay and not know?"
"I was totally sick, to tell
sweet thing Yo sing it, yo sing it come on
My lady, lady, Luv me sweet lady, lady baby
Yo all the boys come sing my chorus
Sweet thing why don't you
started to crack on top of the world
You swore that you would never tour again
Just stay home in bed and write the songs
Glen Campbell sat in and sang
was disrespectful made some niggas die young
Had no father figure to show her lady like charm
Conceived from married man had her disgusted wit her moms
like my credit I've been plummeting
Gotta reinvest because i'm knowing what the fucks at stake
God I be a mess, but you could only lay a brick a day
Try
Beautiful ladies who's gonna be at my show tonight
Who's gonna wait behind, who's gonna be by my side
I say
Beautiful ladies who's gonna follow me
the titans clashing
Crotch tightly grab it
Ladies passing out, got them falling like Mike Tyson jabbed them
Lisa Presley and Naomi Campbell tried to have him
Got a brotha tryna dodge Cupid and his homies drive by, Hey Lady
You so out of this globe like a freak in a episode of sci fi, Hey Lady
Fenna roll you
and by
To sing to when it's cool and shady
Where the tricky wicky wacky woo
If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a'you
She used to sing
And now ladies and gentlemen, a legend in his own time
The one and only Statik Selektah (Statik Selektah)
Yeah, ha ha, you know what the fuck it
the morning
oh there's no place on earth like the homeland of my birth
oh my scotland i am coming home to you.
Now there's wonders i have seen in the countries
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