Lyrics:
Fendi offend
She be the type wey no too de hear
She only like to travel by air
She go say I be lady ooo
She go say I be lady ooo
She want this she want
do to this young lady is whistle
And check this out, she's so much on a mission
She'll walk by you and wait for you to whistle
On a serious tip
Cheri Lady'!
And it goes down... like that. Come on!
Oh, I can't explain
Every time it's the same
Oh I feel that it's real
Take my heart
I've been
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady
when you make that ass shake
Hey ladies
Make that booty bounce
I love booty it's always on my brain
Hit the club and make it rain like Joe Biden
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin'
pleased to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billie Joe was
the dough
My ladies going
(Hey papi)
Promise you'll never let me go
Promise you'll never leave me
Promise we'll grow, they going
(Hey papi)
Even if they don't
everybody…
Oh my lady, I love you my la..dy, feel you my ba..by, I take in my arms oooo
I wanna take you my home oo, make you my woman and feel you my lady…
Oh
What happened to my hundred dollars Joe?
Nigga, did you take my money?"
"Heh-heh, that's right lil bitch!"
Penny proud, penny petty, pissing off
a mystery
I have seen her
Maybe once or twice
One thing I can say
Ouh she's very nice
She's a lady
One I really want to know
Somehow I've got to let my
flowers, she's a gardener
She boujee wearing Cartier (Drip)
And always going to a party near (Yeah yeah yeah)
The awful lady comes into play
Piece by piece
of the best couldn't mess with the boogie down Bronxster
It's heavy promo catchin' beef with Joe
But my man, don't get caught up in these streets alone
they'll
on a picture
She call it fame pullin' up in that exotic
She feel like she gotta steal be for real
She ain't kiddin' like she on a pill
Sippin' Stillhouse, my
kickin' by herself lately
But on the normal, I wouldn't be shady
And try to pick up on someone else's lady, yeah
(Oh) I said but she was all alone
a chocolate 5'5 lady by my side
Shorty know her roll play it well and she down to ride
Shorty bougie and she fly gives a damn bitches think
Care free black girl
Call her my lady
Call her my baby
Buy Mercedes'
Baby come save me
Now I'll be waiting
(Call her my)
Call her my lady
But she don't know
Buy her
tempted by the fire, just tired of being burned
She's a different kinda lady
She's not often understood
She's a different kinda lady
She's not often
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
Discuss these shes my lady by joe simon Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In