Ladies 2000 lyrics

Artist  : Drag On 
Song : Ladies 2000



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Uhh, my ladies, my ladies, uhh

 HOOK: Who made me burn all of my numbers to
bitches, you do

 Who made me turn in early leave on my niggas,
you do

 Who do all the cooking at night in the kitchen,
you do 

 Whoever say pussy don't talk to me, who do

 I love these hoes, yeah I love these hoes

 They make me do the things that I don't want
to

 You know let's go

 

 [Verse 1]

 I need a chick that when the drain clog, call me
for plumbin

 Call my name when she cummin, feel my tip, touch
tummies

 Split dutch, dump twenties

 Pat my back when I choke

 Don't ask for no totes til I say "Oh you
smoke?"

 I need a chick that gon drag for Drag

 I mean she aint gotta be smart in math

 And see my stacks down the ave

 I went from jumpin cabs, to rottin with my
niggas

 And hooprags, to the Jags, no top, all glass

 And y'all chicks with long hair, take a seat
right here

 So I can blow this wind through it and let my
niggas see

 It's all here

 Pay for no hotels, I'm nuttin in the same
chair

 Front or the rear or while I'm clutchin the
gears

 I leave a chick sprung, I stop fuckin wit her

 She act like it aint nuttin to her it aint
nuttin to me

 Long as I don't leave a nut in her

 Used to be rebellin til she heard on Hot 97

 Point uno but I still fuck wit you...

 

 HOOK

 

 [Verse 2]

 I spent alotta money on this mattress

 So I can't stand a chick that give me wack
sex

 I just tell em they better go home and
practice

 Cuz if you frontin well you one hell of an
actress

 Tackle it, c'mon jump on it, throw your back in
it

 Let me know it's deep enough for me to stash
cracks in it

 And be realer she can beep when she come near
me

 Keep the gun by me, don't let bullshit run by
me

 And to my mamis, I speaks "Ven aqui" they come
runnin like

 Right now I don't care if they in they car they
runnin lights

 Intellectual type, more freaky than a hundred
dikes

 Armin her dogs but she got me like I don't wanna
bite

 I don't feel like goin to the studio I don't
wanna write

 Don't wanna fight, don't wanna fuck nobody else
wife

 No frontin boo for real all I really want is
you

 But you make me do things that I don't wanna
do

 

 HOOK

 

 [Verse 3]

 Look at shorty with them things on, makin me
feel like King Kong

 That's why I keep a monkey on my arm when I'm
playin Donkey Kong

 Petiteness, I love Victoria, but aint no
secret

 It don't take a man that's strong to move over
them thongs

 Better yet, I'll even put it on, let me take
care of this

 When I'm eatin chick, I eatin like wear this

 I love chicks with they braids pushed back

 That look like four racetracks, now chase
that

 Cuz everybody wantin mine, taste of her tongue's
like Duncan Hines

 Can't stand another brother humpin mine only we
can bump and grind

 I don't care who was there before I laid
there

 For now I play here, and if she want me too I
shave there

 I'ma be around until there's gray hair, okay
dear

 And I'ma get you these books from Barnes and
Noble's wait here

 Then we can split shares

 Computers and street smarts, mine sharp as a
dart

 While I'm climbin up the charts

 

 HOOK 1.5X