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lady - i need (ft fella) lyrics

[hook]
i need a n-gga out the dope hole
big d-ck with a bank roll
drink ‘yac and he blow dro
i need a b-tch with a wet wet
let a n-gga flip her paycheck
talk to me while i’m ripping that
i need a n-gga with his own crib
own car he his own boss
talk sh-t & he’ll set it off
i need a b-tch with a att-tude
jazzy b-tch real rude
pop one & she’ll pop two
i need a n-gga with a big stash big cash big stack
d-mn right boy i’m with that
i need a n-gga with a big stash big cash big stack
d-mn right boy i’m with that

[verse 1: lady]
f-ck a rookie i’m looking for a real boss
take me to the mall screaming out f-ck the cost
end of the week i spend his whole paycheck
he show me bankrolls & my p-ssy get wet
he eat me and he make my p-ssy over flow
he got that long paper but he keep it on the low
want him to give me cake & let me eat it too
f-ck a pill & a half ’cause he gon pop two
he like it cause i got a jazzy att-tude
real rude ima tell him what i’m finna do
i need a n-gga that’ll get that hit that
pull a track put the d-ck in a b-tch back
i need a n-gga doing big sh-t selling bricks
slap my -ss pull my hair then call me b-tch
a big d-ck never scared of the cl-t
i throw it back he throw some more d-ck

[verse 2: fella]
i need a bih like to talk sh-t bow-leg b-tch ride d-ck
grimey a bih hit l1cks
a b-tch out the hood tho s-ssy look good tho
cute face see nann hoe
a b-tch like to pop x & be ready for some good s-x
and she ain’t worried bout the next b-tch
a b-tch get food stamps let a n-gga flip her paycheck
tell me where a n-gga stay at
a b-tch don’t fight fair she’ll pull out a b-tch hair
cut a b-tch hoe don’t care a b-tch on sec-8
she’ll help you get your bread straight she’ll even take a drug case
a b-tch don’t want nun but some d-ck in her tum tum
drink yac with a fat blunt
a b-tch get real wet smell good & some good neck
cause all i got is some good d-ck

[verse 3: lady]
i need a n-gga that’s all about selling keys
spending money like the money growing on trees
and if you want my time it’ll cost a fee
you riding big ima need you to show me
i wanna hit the mall now can you spend a brick
he gotta get it in pockets super thick
be on your hustle sh-t cuz ima hustle chick
i need a boss n-gga cause ima boss b-tch
big this big that blowing stacks
go thru the money fast i’m a spending maniac
he talk big put his money where his mouth at
get that whip that flip stacks
you gotta sling it all so i can spend it all
cause i take it to the hoop when a b-tch ball
he stay on the phone because the money call
he ain’t got that short bread his money tall

- lady lyrics

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