Lor Complex - Handle It

Need a bitch that's bad like Dominique
Her ass been phat since we was teens
Her face a bring you to your knees
Bitch look like she know how to please
I think I like 'em caramel
The type that kiss and never tell
The type to make me scream and yell
The type to make my panties melt
He love the way I talk
Said I'm so slick at the mouth
All he do is stare and gawk
When I'm working down South
I'm a special kind of bitch
Kind that want but don't need
So I will not take your shit
And I am real quick to leave
I look poetic bitch
Like I'll get your blood flowing
I'm the top pick
Without me it ain't no show
And I ain't in the mix
I just be on my shit
And yes my pockets thick
When it is go time
All I care about is
Money love family and fun
And learning how to be the best
It all starts with what's in front
I wanna be the richest bitch
I ain't even rey front
I want the world to know my name
And build my family a trust
I'm the hottest and the coldest
Yeah you heard what I said
Run shit like I'm the oldest
Put the P in Prepared
You could never steal my shine
The sun rises after me
Means you could never match my grind
And it comes so naturally
You could never match my mind
And I look so soft to touch
I'm a boss ass bitch
Don't have time for such and such
Got no time for what's his name
Busy getting fucking paid
Stay to me 'cause y'all insane
Stay up on 'ya bby's brain
'Cause
I look poetic bitch
Like I'll get your blood flowing
I'm the top pick
Without me it ain't no show
And I ain't in the mix
I just be on my shit
And yes my pockets thick
When it is go time
I - I - I
People know that I'm the shit
They just hate to admit it
They really mad 'cause I did it
Never wanted me to finish
But I don't give a fuck
People be pressed like it's printed
Wanna be up in my business
Too bad I am far from timid
The fucking prototype
Look to me and they mimic
This shit all me ain't no image
Put it on 'em now he clinging
If I miss him on the low
He get giddy and grinning
Love how I teach him and skin him
Tongue like venom
Been and you know
I look poetic bitch
Like I'll get your blood flowing
I'm the top pick
Without me it ain't no show
And I ain't in the mix
I just be on my shit
And yes my pockets thick
When it is go time
I fucking handle it

Written by:
Charlee Jones

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