Drag-on - Ladies 2000 lyrics

Uh, my ladies, my ladies, uh [Chorus:] Who made me burn all of my numbers to b**hes, you do Who made me turn in early leave on my n***as, you do Who do all the cooking at night in the kitchen, you do Whoever say p**y don't talk to me, who do I love these hoes, yeah I love these hoes They make me do the things that I don't want to You know let's go I need a chick that when the drain clog, call me for plumbin Call my name when she cumming, feel my tip, touch tummies Split dutch, dump twenties Pat my back when I choke Don't ask for no totes til I say "Oh you smoke?" I need a chick that gon drag for Drag I mean she ain't gotta be smart in math And see my stacks starting to add I went from jumping cabs, to rotting with my n***as And hoop rags, to the Jags, no top, all gla** And y'all chicks with long hair, take a seat right here So I can blow this wind through it and let my n***as see It's all here Pay for no hotels, I'm nothing in the same chair Front or the rear or while I'm clutching the gears I leave a chick sprung, I stop f**ing wit her She act like it ain't nothing to her it ain't nothing to me Long as I don't leave a nut in her Used to be rebelling til she heard on Hot 97 Point uno but I still f** wit you [Chorus] I spent a lot of money on this mattress So I can't stand a chick that give me wack s** I just tell em they better go home and practice 'cause if you fronting well you one hell of an actress Tackle it, c'mon jump on it, throw your back in it Let me know it's deep enough for me to stash cracks in it And be realer she can beep when she come near me Keep the gun by me, don't let bullsh** run by me And to my mamis, I speaks "Ven aqui" they come running like Right now I don't care if they in they car they running lights Intellectual type, more freaky than a hundred dikes Armin her dogs but she got me like I don't want to bite I don't feel like going to the studio I don't want to write Don't want to fight, don't want to f** nobody else wife No fronting boo for real all I really want is you But you make me do things that I don't want to do [Chorus] Look at shorty with them things on, making me feel like King Kong That's why I keep a monkey on my arm when I'm playing Donkey Kong Petiteness, I love Victoria, but ain't no secret It don't take a man that's strong to move over them thongs Better yet, I'll even put it on, let me take care of this When I'm eatin chick, I eatin like wear this I love chicks with they braids pushed back That look like four racetracks, now chase that 'cause everybody wantin mine, taste of her tongue's like Duncan Hines Can't stand another brother humpin mine only we can bump and grind I don't care who was there before I laid there For now I play here, and if she want me too I shave there I'ma be around until there's gray hair, okay dear And I'ma get you these books from Barnes and Noble's wait here Then we can split shares Computers and street smarts, mine sharp as a dart While I'm climbin up the charts [Chorus]