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 - Sheldon Harris
 
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Drag-On - Текст песни Ladies 2000
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 ain't gotta be smart in math
 And see my stacks startin to add
 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 sexDrag-On - Ladies 2000 - http://ru.motolyrics.com/drag-on/ladies-2000-lyrics.html
 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















