CunninLynguists, Mr. SOS - Miss Lady lyrics
CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
[CunninLynguists, Mr. SOS - Miss Lady lyrics]
She’s caught up in liposucts and tummy tucks
And tried all that tae-bo
Stuff for chunky guts
Monkey stuff, focusing on the wrong
Worry I might be long
Cause girlie, she was a walking song
Behind that Revlon, beautiful skin
A niggas breath gone
Touching it when chillin
Amongst spirit's in her bedroom
She think I think she crazy like she
Maybe she flying on red brooms no miss lady
You got a baby now it’s all gravy
Things about your past
Though they left you in slavery
Can she escape? and be emancipated
Harnessed to random hatred thats made
Her this crowds favorite
Is she too long gone to
A world that’s foul flagrant?
It can’t be cuz that’s one hell of a smile
Ain't it?
Nice pearls under trimmed eyebrows
Couldn’t share with the class we
Was a side crowd
I wish she knew she was beautiful now
Her vanity mirrors her fears
As tears waterfall down
And as the Niagara grabs her
Shortly after you can capture
Her madness laughter
Pretty as the sky birds have mastered
Pretty as her for sure, as her makeup mask up
Beauty already now that is there on a pasture
(like black beauty, the horse?) ya’ll hush
I think im’a bout to ask her
What’s the rush?
What’s the rush? What's the rush miss lady?
Come on miss lady miss lady
She’s a drama queen
Just turned legal thinking she’s not a teen
Exploring the party scene
Not quite allowed to drink
But she does, and you see
Her when it’s ‘ladies night
’ the crazy type
Looking for a man to have a baby by
What’s the rush? You can’t even
Drink but you drunk
So if you get pregnant, where’s the trust?
If he got you drunk illegally miss lady
Think if that’s the way that you
Want your seeds to be
Sad and mistreated, she won’t listen
Ignoring both questions
Accepting drinks from men expecting affection
Miss lady wants a baby but ain’t
Ready for the pain involved
You can tell by the TP in her training bra
Life ain’t easy but she made it hard
Sleazy and her face is all powdered up
Like the people at her favorite bar
Bearin’ innocence
If she leaves now she’ll take it all
With her if she stays it’ll wither
Til the shape is off balance
Like her relationship with her parents
They should have loved her and
Helped her reach her talents
But they didn’t, they made her feel like she
Was forbidden to do anything
So she thought about everything and did it
Or tried to
Not realizing that she was lied to
Miss lady you’re a stranger to
The person inside you and so am I
But that’s not an invitation to pucker up
Has anybody ever asked you, what’s the rush?
And tried all that tae-bo
Stuff for chunky guts
Monkey stuff, focusing on the wrong
Worry I might be long
Cause girlie, she was a walking song
Behind that Revlon, beautiful skin
A niggas breath gone
Touching it when chillin
Amongst spirit's in her bedroom
She think I think she crazy like she
Maybe she flying on red brooms no miss lady
You got a baby now it’s all gravy
Things about your past
Though they left you in slavery
Can she escape? and be emancipated
Harnessed to random hatred thats made
Her this crowds favorite
Is she too long gone to
A world that’s foul flagrant?
It can’t be cuz that’s one hell of a smile
Ain't it?
Nice pearls under trimmed eyebrows
Couldn’t share with the class we
Was a side crowd
I wish she knew she was beautiful now
Her vanity mirrors her fears
As tears waterfall down
And as the Niagara grabs her
Shortly after you can capture
Her madness laughter
Pretty as the sky birds have mastered
Pretty as her for sure, as her makeup mask up
Beauty already now that is there on a pasture
(like black beauty, the horse?) ya’ll hush
I think im’a bout to ask her
What’s the rush?
What’s the rush? What's the rush miss lady?
Come on miss lady miss lady
She’s a drama queen
Just turned legal thinking she’s not a teen
Exploring the party scene
Not quite allowed to drink
But she does, and you see
Her when it’s ‘ladies night
’ the crazy type
Looking for a man to have a baby by
What’s the rush? You can’t even
Drink but you drunk
So if you get pregnant, where’s the trust?
If he got you drunk illegally miss lady
Think if that’s the way that you
Want your seeds to be
Sad and mistreated, she won’t listen
Ignoring both questions
Accepting drinks from men expecting affection
Miss lady wants a baby but ain’t
Ready for the pain involved
You can tell by the TP in her training bra
Life ain’t easy but she made it hard
Sleazy and her face is all powdered up
Like the people at her favorite bar
Bearin’ innocence
If she leaves now she’ll take it all
With her if she stays it’ll wither
Til the shape is off balance
Like her relationship with her parents
They should have loved her and
Helped her reach her talents
But they didn’t, they made her feel like she
Was forbidden to do anything
So she thought about everything and did it
Or tried to
Not realizing that she was lied to
Miss lady you’re a stranger to
The person inside you and so am I
But that’s not an invitation to pucker up
Has anybody ever asked you, what’s the rush?