J-Suave - Classy Lady
With who is the place to beSo baby come lay with me
I know that you got some faith in me
I promise that I'll love you so faithfully
I keep my G in the front like the wagon
I cop a feel and then we make magic
I told her anything want you can have it
Anything you want you can have it
Talking diamonds and a Benzo
You get me Wright just like Lorenzo
You always keep me on my ten toes
I introduced her to my kinfolk
Ooo she know she bad ooo she know she bad
Ooo she got a bag working
Ooo she know she bad ooo she know she bad
Ooo she in her bag Birkin oh
Ooo she know she bad ooo she know she bad
Ooo she got a bag working oh
Ooo she know she bad ooo she know she bad
Ooo she in her bag Birkin
Wait till you get a taste of me
You won't ever break from me
Baby you got the cake I need
But I don't want my cake and eat it I just wanna give you 110
Make love and we loving again
I never thought I'd be cuffing again
But baby you are my lover and friend
And I just want to keep you close to me
Go n burn a m this is a toast to we I eat it like it's groceries Everything good like it's suppose to be
Ooo she know she bad ooo she know she bad
Ooo she got a bag working
Ooo she know she bad ooo she know she bad
Ooo she in her bag Birkin oh
Ooo she know she bad ooo she know she bad
Ooo she got a bag working oh
Ooo she know she bad ooo she know she bad
Ooo she in her bag Birkin
Baby you bad I hope you know it
I just want to be a poet and show you I'll be heroic
And save you from his whole lifestyle you used to knowing
Say less and I'll just show
Love you to death I'm picking roses
Girl u badder then Mrs. Knowles and trust me my bitch knows it Bad like Ms. Berry make me wanna bury my nose in
That berry pie scary I never thought I'd be the married guy Then I locked into your eyes
And you went gave me a try
Switched up the way I was acting
I hope the Lord directing my actions
She tagging along testing my fashion
I hope I pass it talking my passion Living is laughing we living lavish Keep us a Cuban like we the Mavericks
Ahead of the masses we living massive
New Gen in the bed it get graphic
So I hope that they not listening Why take a penny when you are at ten
Written by:
Jeffrey Calloway
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