Charles Hamilton - LadyBug lyrics

[Hook 1: Yung Nate] You can be my lady bug Just don't tell my lady 'cause you know my lady bug I don't know Maybe it's the G or she high off E Naw miss, I think you high off me [Hook 2: Charles] You can be my lady bug Just don't tell my lady 'cause you know my lady bug, see.. I don't wanna let you go But I gotta let you know We gotta keep it on the low Keep, keep it on the low [Verse 1: Yung Nate] She's my freaky freaky dumb thing Apple bottom with a cherry apple tongue ring I go to see her every monday (??????) Her dumb cake, get dumb brains D-d-d-d-dumb brains How she fell in love with me I don't know Gotta keep shorty away from me Keep sayin' my G-O-V Keep mommy up in my reach The golden rubber keep the snuggie Fall in love, I fall in lust I gotta wifey, f** ya trust As I swerve and slide up inside you You realize your worth resides between ya thighs Me? I'm gon' stay fly and you gon' stay used Goddamn I'm so cool new j**els and suade shoes She love that nate move, my moves don't love you She wanted the spotlight, now left the hindsight Look if you wanna be my lady on a rope You gotta keep it on the low, keep, keep it on the low Hey [Hook 1: Yung Nate] You can be my lady bug Just don't tell my lady 'cause you know my lady bug I don't know Maybe it's the G or she high off E Naw miss, I think you high off me [Hook 2: Charles Hamilton] You can be my lady bug Just don't tell my lady 'cause you know my lady bug, see.. I don't wanna let you go But I gotta let you know We gotta keep it on the low Keep, keep it on the low [Verse 2: Charles Hamilton] I got this Puerto Rican thing Wanna keep it secret so I ain't gon' speak her name But shorty stay fly gotta mean sneaker game sh**, I'm a G.E.D. alumni give me some brain She's a dame so keep away She like to play games Say things, go on myspace and make up these stupid a** display names I told her just because my wife is light skin she be blackin' So why you tryna fight with lightnin' But she don't give a f** she just tryna get a nut So every time I hit her up she know she gotta give it up If I get her alone and it's on I can get her wet On the internet or just draws on the floor She get one whiff of my cologne and she gone Shagged in the lab and boned in my home But I'm stuck like cheese in my heart So like smoking weed in a park you gotta roll on the low [Outro: Charles Hamilton & Yung Nate]