Correction Lyrics Lady Of Leisure by Gifted Gab

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[Instrumental/Vocalization]
Uh huh, uh huh
Dum dum dum
Dum, dum
Dum dum dum
Dum dum dum
Dum dum dum
D-dum d-d-dum
Uh huh, uh huh, uh

Look
This is what I'm 'bout to do
Get a couple bitches on the track, nigga count to two
Look, I don't need no mouth from you
I'mma show you how to move it on the avenue
Makin' so much loot them hoes mad at you
Make 'em mad baby girl, gon' shake that boot
Touch a nigga five hundred just to eat that poot
Gon' pass up the back in this CL Coupe
Hm
What, you think I play muf*cka?
Snatch your bitch quicker than a chain, muf*cka?
Have her workin' in the part rain like a slave
I'm a slave owner a real nigga whip as a range rover
I treat my hoes well, hardly ever see a turnover
But wish me well or you can burn in hell
What's that you smell?
That's lush in the furnace
There's rules to this game and you hoes better learn it

Yeah
She a real street walker
See her 'round town, she a real slick talker
Money make her cum, when she cum, gon' cost ya
Money make her cum, when she cum, gon' cost ya
Yeah
She a real street walker
See her 'round town, she a real slick talker
Money make her cum, when she cum, gon' cost ya
Money make her cum, real nigga gon' boss up
Real nigga gon' boss up
Come around, them real niggas gon' boss up
Nigga, come around, my nigga, come around, them real niggas gon' boss up
She a real street walker
See her 'round town, she a real slick talker
Money make her cum, when she cum, gon' cost ya
Money make her cum, when she cum, gon' cost ya

Look, this is what I'm bout to do
Call you at your name like a prostitute
Nigga I got aim like a shotta, boom buh bow, gratta gratta call the doctor
Bitch got a nigga with a safe in his office
Came in and raided, exchanged in his watches
Got a couple racks and a strap in the back
Did that and left, the nigga gotta count his losses
Huh, I been around the bosses, I've been around them niggas who kick it for ya deposits
All my niggas lost it, I'm positive
I'll be waiting at the door where your momma live
You don't want them problems, I ain't got no conscience
I don't bump my head and I ain't never been righteous
I've been chillin' with whites, like them john's don't play
(All my niggas break bread, hoes gon' pay)
Hm, and them hoes gon' stay
Listen to me and do whatever I say
I'm the nigga today and I'm the nigga forever
And if you tryna get some money, we can put it together
My nigga, my nigga, yeah, that's my hitter, my hitter
I gotta get it to get it, and if you wit' it, I'm wit' it
(My nigga, my nigga, yeah, that's my hitter, my hitter
I gotta get it to get it, and if you wit' it, I'm wit' it)

[Ending Hook]
Yo
These bitches runnin' round, tryna be renegades
But bitch, I run the town, if you wanna get paid, you should come my way (You should come my way, you should come my way, you should come my way)
You should come my way (You should come my way, you should come my way, you should come my way)
Bitch, I run the town
Bitch, I run the town

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