Dreamville & J. Cole - Ladies, Ladies, Ladies lyrics

[JID:] I always wanted to do one of these type sh*ts Uh, I had a yellow girl, called her, "Dandelion" She be panty-less, so no panty lines She's from Campbellton, north of county line Steady hands, never let her count the bands, though She fu*ked me, tryna pluck a couples bucks like a banjo Had a girl that was a artist, she could draw, her name Tracy She always outta line, making Mona Lisa faces And we argue all the time, but we fu*k like we crazy She said her favorite thing is face painting I used to have this white shorty, always hanging with the black folk She used to bump Black Thought, I saw her using black soap That's a wack thought, ain't wanna kick her to the curb Until she asked me, can she say the N word? Hey, can I say "ni**a" around you? Some nerve I knew a girl from Jersey who use to love Donny Hathaway And she was from Piscataway Her brother pulled a gun on me, she told him "Put the gat away" I was tapping that ass, I'll never forget the Saturday But it don't even matter like D'Angelo and Laur' Hill I had a country girl from Alabama down in Mobile At that time, she had mo' bills than me And she, her, had no time to chill with me I still miss her, I wonder where could she be? Hand me the Fronto leaf Hey, damn bro, I don't think we got no more Alght, let's go to the store Aight ni**a, sh*t, but we driving yo' sh*t You driving? [T.I.:] Young ni**a, you don't know nothing 'bout no b*tches Listen Now as we smoke and ride and reminisce I'm thinking back to a time when I was younger, done with single ni**a privileges I had a chick, her name was Loraine, did anything for me On the day she get her hair done, walk in the rain for me Pick Sharika up and stole the car, she wasn't ashamed of me Trapping hard, slept on the floor, and never complained to me My baby went into stores and did her thang for me Even ran from police and got it back on the train for me Lame to me, half of these b*tches, laugh at these b*tches 'Til the point you go on IG and you can rap for these b*tches Not to say I wouldn't tackle these b*tches, given the chance If it happened, it was destiny, sh*t was out of my hands I'm saying... Man... They say karma is constant That means it's just... it's a consistent cycle of... Good and bad Coming and going from every source of... life... Existing on Earth, so... If I fu*ked a b*tch real good back in the day You know what I'm saying? I'm talking like real good and like made her feel, you know Like the woman that it made her into the woman that she is right now Then I'd expect somebody should be coming to fu*k me real good any day now I mean it's karma, right? sh*t