Lyrics:
infection
Good heavens, somebody get the Monostat 7
And hit me why don'tcha, hit me why don'tcha
The boss lady, I hold it down for my badies
Rappers
laugh at her she turns a blind eye to it all
She sees the irony and so what no one really meant it
A grey old lady, touched and lonesome, just
fell
For a pretty young lady, I hear quite the stunner
Who then turned out to be, uh-huh, quite the runner
See at the end of the night, this woman
Ladies and gentlemen
Introducing Lil'O
Yo,You ready homie
We 'bout to let the know how we do
why'all ain't ready.
why'all ain't ready
why'all
Coolin' out, chillin' with my homeboy Paul
Now we was chillin', talkin' to ladies up inside of the mall
I got a few numbers and some girl's address
So I was
you act like a lady
I keep it buck I pass it like Brady
It's up and it's stuck if they talk to me crazy
Ayy ayy ayy
All you ever did was try to play me
cinderellas
They think I got they glass slippers, but I got a news flash
I not your ass-kisser, you'll get cruised past
Scoop up a lil momma in a H2 hummer
I got slippers at his house
But we ain't got no label
We make good love on his couch
But he's still not able
To say what we wants from me
My
I need is you right here, when I got you I'm mean I'm good right
Cinderella I brought your glass slipper (Ya ya), you the one I know they beg
San Diego Killafornia
Ain't afraid to run up on ya (now)
I got nothin' but love for San Diego, California
Blowin' Kush in the air
And that lady
lady what she deserve
You don't know about the kid than do ya research
Drop top beamer with a T-Shirt
Off White slippers on the beach first
I'm a give ya
gotta do what you feel, like a blind lady
You gotta spread your wings and just fly, baby
It feel like you're reborn?
That's my baby
She said she feel
never dirty
Ah me they call Mr.Bossy
Ladies dem say dem love me
That's why dem wan hug mi closely
Yeah man
Wah day in Belize link up Dutch and the team
Mi
berserk
Got the swisher sweets intestines full of pizzurp they look lizard
I just ate up my young lady like she desert beat them gizzards like
Like um 76ers
so bad old bitch want her for promo
Sneaking with these niggas for attention that's a no no
The Ladies up in Dallas treat me like I'm Tony Romo
She
She's thee envy of All the ladies
But yeah she still my Baby
And I'm glad that she's all mine
Although at times I'm away
She'll be waiting Til' I return
showing
Suited up in chill clothes
I ain't slipping with the slippers on
Looking up cause I see the drone
Couldn't care less what you think I'm on
Well
Keep givin' em your money so they pockets ain't empty
At the Casino
I met an old lady she was all a wreck
She just blew every cent of her retirement
the morning or late
Say the word, on my way
Hop in the Lambo, I'm on my way
Drew House slippers on with a smile on my face
I'm elated that you are my lady
You
song lyric man a little bit of pepper stepped
Out the crib with the bear claw slippers robe tied tight chest
No chest hair store close at four
So I
the basement
One way
Speed racing
Imma go back to my lady
They saying DBO$$ Amazing
When he pull up they all dropping fake names
With the shooters he don't even
ass bitches are you kidding me
Lady might hit a few banks no Hillary
Keep talking get hit with the artillery
See my in person I’m showing no
pistol
Mr. Whip-Up-In-A-Fisker
With a bitch that be on Insta'
.40 Cal right by my zipper
Knock a nigga out his slippers (boop, boop)
Niggas tryna jack
as an armadillo
Roll like an eighteen wheeler
Shinin' like the slipper
Of Cinderella
And bad weather
And acapella
THIS FELLA
TOP SELLER!!!!
Gonna be that
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