CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : She Ready
I found a new girlfriend, I think I might kiss her
She strip to my song every weekend, I seen it on Insta
This is just factual, I don’t do disses
I never do misses, I only do swishes
I don’t do dishes for nobody but myself
No thank you, b*t*h, I don’t need no help
But it’s all gas, my life gone like too fast
But I’m here now and she ready to go
Waitin’ on me to start the show
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them fifties— they fall like confetti
Shе ready, she ready
Shе ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them hundreds— they fall like confetti
Now I know there’s some haters in here with us
I ain’t even trip ‘cause I came in with my hittas, ay
All this paper sittin’ in my lap, man
Club ‘boutta close, stripper beggin’ for a lap dance
Them faces keep fallin’
She choosin’, she choosin’
We sinnin’, we winnin’, we thuggin', we grinnin’
We ain’t fin' losin'
So cold, ice don’t ever melt
We don’t let these hoes never feel and never felt, ah
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them fifties— they fall like confetti
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them hundreds— they fall like confetti
Now I know there’s some haters in here with us
I ain’t even trip ‘cause I came in with my hittas, ay
All this paper sittin’ in my lap, man
Club ‘boutta close, stripper beggin’ for a lap dance
Beggin’ for a lap dance
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d
Beggin’ for a lap dance
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d
Them faces keep fallin’
She choosin’, she choosin’
We sinnin’, we winnin’, we thuggin', we grinnin’
We ain’t fin' losin'
So cold, ice don’t ever melt
We don’t let these hoes never feel and never felt, ah
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them fifties— they fall like confetti
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them hundred— they fall like confetti
Now I know there’s some haters in here with us
I ain’t even trip ‘cause I came in with my hittas, ay
All this paper sittin’ in my lap, man
Club ‘boutta close, stripper beggin’ for a lap dance
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them fifties— they fall like confetti
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them hundred— they fall like confetti
She strip to my song every weekend, I seen it on Insta
This is just factual, I don’t do disses
I never do misses, I only do swishes
I don’t do dishes for nobody but myself
No thank you, b*t*h, I don’t need no help
But it’s all gas, my life gone like too fast
But I’m here now and she ready to go
Waitin’ on me to start the show
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them fifties— they fall like confetti
Shе ready, she ready
Shе ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them hundreds— they fall like confetti
Now I know there’s some haters in here with us
I ain’t even trip ‘cause I came in with my hittas, ay
All this paper sittin’ in my lap, man
Club ‘boutta close, stripper beggin’ for a lap dance
Them faces keep fallin’
She choosin’, she choosin’
We sinnin’, we winnin’, we thuggin', we grinnin’
We ain’t fin' losin'
So cold, ice don’t ever melt
We don’t let these hoes never feel and never felt, ah
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them fifties— they fall like confetti
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them hundreds— they fall like confetti
Now I know there’s some haters in here with us
I ain’t even trip ‘cause I came in with my hittas, ay
All this paper sittin’ in my lap, man
Club ‘boutta close, stripper beggin’ for a lap dance
Beggin’ for a lap dance
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d
Beggin’ for a lap dance
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d
Them faces keep fallin’
She choosin’, she choosin’
We sinnin’, we winnin’, we thuggin', we grinnin’
We ain’t fin' losin'
So cold, ice don’t ever melt
We don’t let these hoes never feel and never felt, ah
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them fifties— they fall like confetti
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them hundred— they fall like confetti
Now I know there’s some haters in here with us
I ain’t even trip ‘cause I came in with my hittas, ay
All this paper sittin’ in my lap, man
Club ‘boutta close, stripper beggin’ for a lap dance
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them fifties— they fall like confetti
She ready, she ready
She ready, she ready
Them tens, them twenties, them hundred— they fall like confetti
