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lady b (tn) - smile in your face كلمات أغنية

[intro: ?]
girl, that’s the downside of [?]
that’s my man, that’s my man
i came to motherf_ckin’ tell
girl, that’s the downside of [?]
i came to motherf_ckin’ tell
girl, that’s the downside of [?]
that’s my man, that’s my man
girl, that’s the downside of [?]
that’s my man
girl, that’s the downside

[verse 1: lady b]
i was [?], chippin’ off these hoes
they braggin’ on their n_ggas, now you know how this sh_t goes
they jokin’ and they havin’ fun, but miss me, they get scr_p it
and talkin’ about eachother, clock these b_tches always high cappin’
frontin’ high, the n_gga ballin’ this and ballin’ that
a ugly motherf_cker but she think that he the sh_t
her eye be all swolе, from the fistes swingin’ hard
but this sh_ts always talkin’ about my man up on her job
see, i don’t fight ovеr n_ggas ’cause i’m bigger than the sh_t
i’ma blow his ass off if i catch him in the clique
i’m stackin’ what you lackin’, now you b_tches got some ana
i leave your ass stankin’ like you lost your f_ckin’ manners
i know your show hater, drop the top and roll clean
and when i watch my storys, b_tch, i’m still clockin’ green
so lady b, where are the tricks
the smile in your face, they stabbed through your back
the jealous hoes
[interlude: ?]
but don’t you hate them b_tches that walk in the store
finding out if you do stupid sh_t
tryna keep you from stealin’ and sh_t
i hate them hoes
b_tches on commission what i call ’em
you try some f_cked up sh_t, who cares, not good
where you at b_tch? okay
i tryna abort ’em, you know i ball to a rack and [?] eight of nine [?] of the rack, and go in the fittin’ room
but they [?] knock on the f_ckin’ door, want that
how did those fit?
like g, they fit perfect with my personal zip up now, b_tch

[verse 2: lady b]
i finna hit the modern just to let her lookin’ stout
and it’s so many n_ggas tryna holler at a pimp
some n_ggas was actin’ groupie, said
“hit ’em, i hit ’em rapid”
[?] grippin’ [?], oh sh_t this n_gga cappin’
but he was in gang, mane this sh_t was so lame
until he stuck his tongue out, now i know what that sh_t mean
but i ain’t with that sh_t, you see i’m already chosen
and buy me [?] great, i see this fat b_tch approachin’
she touched him on the shoulders, screamin’
h_ll ho, you talkin’ to a b_tch?
h_ll no, [?] godd_mn friend
i said you round for that big momma, you must be like jokin’
you need to scrain your business, [?] and you chokin’
the n_gga said: b_tch, i said i cannot breathe, please let me go”
but that was just a [?], let me know it’s time to leave
see i can’t trust a n_gga with material sh_t and bring you close
’cause they be the main ones with some ugly_ass jealous hoes
[interlude: ?]
they ain’t gon’ be [?], they gon’ be a hoe
if they ain’t even learn anything from this [?]
they should have learned three new words
no, thank you
you know what i’m sayin’, they gon’ be a hoe
when that b_tch call me a house, go get it
they look [?] here, go get the b_tch
you know what i’m sayin’, go get it, godd_mn it
’cause see, i want you to go out there and get you a good insurance [?]
’cause he ain’t gon’ last long, he gon’ have h, h_i_v
then he gon’ have a_i_d_s, the motherf_cker gon’ be d_e_a_d
and your ass gon’ get p_a_i_d

[interlude: kingpin skinny pimp]
yeah, lady b, when i first met you they had a lil’ room out
what’s up with that sh_t they always talkin’ about
all them funky_ass b_tches

[verse 3: lady b]
jealous_ass b_tch, what’s up with that sh_t you talkin’ hoe?
project givin’ nightmares, cripplin’ f_ckin’ n_ggas remaining broke
you stay your ass in visitation, ’cause you stayin’ days in jail
tryna sell rock for rock on the block, you f_ckin’ up through the mail
jealous hoes makin’ pimpin’ strong, with that stupid sh_t
fightin’ over n_ggas, then they layin’ up with the next b_tch
l_o_b_i_n_g_n_i_double_g_a_z is what they do
when you catchin’ a f_ckin’ [?], load your gun and shoot
[?] knock that hoe_ass, lookin’ stupid, scary
ciefin’ [?] in your house, with that hoe, then you shoot that sl_t
hollywood is where i’m from, a player, b_tches know the game
stackin’ cheese, smokin’ trees and still we like to ride clean
still some b_tches like to run their mouth, they ain’t havin’ thangs
age thirty_thirty, hairy b_tch, when a pistol aims
sweetness ain’t no weakness, just a front to make you think i’m nice
jealous_ass hoe, i took your n_gga, get a f_ckin’ life, want

- lady b tn

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