J.Cole, Lee Fields, The Expressions - Ladies lyrics

Yeah, hey look

When she talk she so closed-minded
All she wanna do is shop
She so clothes minded
Wanna cop the latest 'fore them
Other hoes find it
Material girl yet somehow I don't mind it
Probably 'cause she so fine
It'll 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 nigga 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 tried to play me 'til she
Learned I wrote a rhyme
"That's that nigga 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"
You're not my daughter, um
But you can be my baby
Summertime, wintertime
Anytime we looking for them ladies

Ladies, yeah ayy with your fat ass booty
And your perty ass weave!
Beautiful ladies, yeah now I ain't tricking
But I got a couple tricks under my sleeve
Ladies, yeah now clap your hands one time if
You know you look good all you ladies, yeah
Now if you from the suburbs or the hood
(yeah, ayy, look) beautiful ladies

She said "I got a man", well
Baby I don't give a fuck
See me I understand
And I ain't tryna split you up
Okay, give me your number and
Later I'ma 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, yeah
Do you research
I'll rock that ass to sleep and
Have you sleeping in my t-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 hop up on this ski jet
You scared of that water or you just
Scared to get your weave wet?
Barely got your feet wet, yes
I know where we headed
Tryna see you throw it back
Let's check your reflexes
Good Lord, didn't know what I was in for
You could be my cuddy buddy, baby
What are friends for?
I speed up the tempo, them other niggas lazy
Can't fuck with nuttin' younger
Than the eighties i'm grown and I'm looking
For some ladies, ladies, yeah

Ladies, yeah ayy with your fat ass booty
And your perty ass weave!
Beautiful ladies, yeah now I ain't tricking
But I got a couple tricks under my sleeve
Ladies, yeah now clap your hands one time if
You know you look good all you ladies, yeah
Now if you from the suburbs or the hood
(yeah, ayy, look) beautiful ladies

Hey girl, what's your name?
Oh wow, you look so nice
I know you man is satisfied
Ayy, young lady, what's your name?
Oh wow, I know your man is please, d
All the way down to his knees
And what's your name?
Tell me, I know yo man is worried
About where you are tonight, huh
Well ladies, all you ladies
All over the world
I want you to help me sing this, here we go
Ladies beautiful ladies
Oh ladies
All of you ladies beautiful ladies