J. Cole - Ladies (feat. Lee Fields and the Expressions) lyrics

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J. Cole - Ladies (feat. Lee Fields and the Expressions) lyrics

[Verse 1:] Yea, ay, look When she talk she so closed minded all she want to do is shop she so clothes minded Wanna cop the latest before them other hoes find it Material girl yet somehow I don't mind it Probably cause she so fine it will blow your mind she black and Pocahontas Laid back and blow that chronic Ass so fat wanna tat my logo on it so any other n***a that a tap, will know it's mine I put in work overtime, let me cut mow the lawn Guarantee I blow your mind She try to play me til she learned I wrote a rhyme That's that n***a from the Ville that I heard that Hova signed The rap form Lebron, "Oh girl that boy the bomb! No chain around his neck but better watch out for the charm Your not my daughter um, but you can be my baby Summertime, wintertime, anytime we looking for them ladies [Chorus:] Ay with your fat a** booty and your curly a** weave! Yea, I ain't tricking but I got a couple tricks under my sleeves Yea now clap your hands one time if you know you look good Yea if your from the suburbs of the hood [Verse 2:] Yea, she said I got a man Well baby I don't give a f** See me I understand, and I ain't trynna spilt you up! Okay give me your number And later I'm a hit you up If you sleep I get you up Ride over and pick you up If it's clean I'll lick you up! Yea do your research I'll rock that a** to sleep and have you sleeping in my tee shirt Just came home from getting my South Beach on You know I ran the streets like a dog without a leash on She tryna get her freak on come up on his ski jet You scared of that water of you just scared to get your weave wet Barely got your feet wet Guess I know where we headed Tryna see throw it back let's check your reflexes Good Lord, didn't know what I was in for! You can be my cuddy buddy - baby what are friends for I spend up the tempo them other n***as lazy Can't f** with nothing younger than the 80s I'm grown and I'm looking for some Ladies [Chorus:] Ay with your fat a** booty and your curly a** weave! Yea, I ain't tricking but I got a couple tricks under my sleeves Ay now clap your hands one time if you know you look good Yea if your from the suburbs of the hood (Ladies, beautiful Ladies, ohh Ladies, all of you ladies)