Lil Mosey - Sweet Lady lyrics
Lil Mosey [Lathan Moses Stanley Echols] Seattle, Washington, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Mosey - Sweet Lady lyrics]
Uh uh, uh
(Murda on the beat so it's not nice)
Yeah, sweet, sweet lady (Lady)
If you ask me, you cannot trade me (Me)
I think she for me, drive these hoes crazy
Coz I'm just finna play with you
It's not a maybe she like to go, yeah
(yeah) , strip-strip down the pole, yeah
Money trees money grow, yeah
Don't swerve down my road, road, uh
Hop in a two-seater (Two-seater)
Yeah, this a Rolls Royce, not a new Beamer
I need two hands just to count my figures
All this drip on me, these hoes fell Iove
I said, "You can't fuck wit' me if you
Don't got your bread up" (Oh yeah)
I'm gettin' tired of these dumb love letters
(Love letters) if you just ridin' for me
Then why you laid up? (Why you laid up?)
So let me see who is motherfucking next up
Is it you, you or you?
Your money got some, but she know how to move
Aaliyah, Aaliyah, Aaliyah
Said they was down, but I knew it wasn't true
Yeah, sweet, sweet lady (Lady)
If you ask me, you cannot trade me (Me)
I think she for me, drive these hoes crazy
(Crazy) coz I'm just finna play with you
It's not a maybe she like to go, yeah
Strip-strip down the pole, yeah
Money trees money grow, yeah
Don't swerve down my road, road, uh
Follow my lead
I'm finna show you what I like (What I Like)
Can't wait to get home and fuck you all night
(All night)
Maybe if you go when you're stuck on my ride
Ooh yeah, finna turn off the lights
You got a foreign and I got one too
And they both matchin' we
Ridin' right through camila, como tu
She give me crazy bread, like she in stu'
We gon' hop out, was I started flexin'?
Hoes on my dick now
Finna fuck first, you catch my rebound
Like candy, you so sweet while- sweet while-
Yeah, sweet, sweet lady (Lady)
If you ask me, you cannot trade me
(Not trade me)
I think she for me, drive these hoes crazy
Coz I'm just finna play with you
It's not a maybe she like to go, yeah
Strip-strip down the pole, yeah
Money trees money grow, yeah
Don't swerve down my road, road, yeah
(Murda on the beat so it's not nice)
Yeah, sweet, sweet lady (Lady)
If you ask me, you cannot trade me (Me)
I think she for me, drive these hoes crazy
Coz I'm just finna play with you
It's not a maybe she like to go, yeah
(yeah) , strip-strip down the pole, yeah
Money trees money grow, yeah
Don't swerve down my road, road, uh
Hop in a two-seater (Two-seater)
Yeah, this a Rolls Royce, not a new Beamer
I need two hands just to count my figures
All this drip on me, these hoes fell Iove
I said, "You can't fuck wit' me if you
Don't got your bread up" (Oh yeah)
I'm gettin' tired of these dumb love letters
(Love letters) if you just ridin' for me
Then why you laid up? (Why you laid up?)
So let me see who is motherfucking next up
Is it you, you or you?
Your money got some, but she know how to move
Aaliyah, Aaliyah, Aaliyah
Said they was down, but I knew it wasn't true
Yeah, sweet, sweet lady (Lady)
If you ask me, you cannot trade me (Me)
I think she for me, drive these hoes crazy
(Crazy) coz I'm just finna play with you
It's not a maybe she like to go, yeah
Strip-strip down the pole, yeah
Money trees money grow, yeah
Don't swerve down my road, road, uh
Follow my lead
I'm finna show you what I like (What I Like)
Can't wait to get home and fuck you all night
(All night)
Maybe if you go when you're stuck on my ride
Ooh yeah, finna turn off the lights
You got a foreign and I got one too
And they both matchin' we
Ridin' right through camila, como tu
She give me crazy bread, like she in stu'
We gon' hop out, was I started flexin'?
Hoes on my dick now
Finna fuck first, you catch my rebound
Like candy, you so sweet while- sweet while-
Yeah, sweet, sweet lady (Lady)
If you ask me, you cannot trade me
(Not trade me)
I think she for me, drive these hoes crazy
Coz I'm just finna play with you
It's not a maybe she like to go, yeah
Strip-strip down the pole, yeah
Money trees money grow, yeah
Don't swerve down my road, road, yeah