She's got both hands in her pocket and she won't look at you, won't look at you oh She hides through love en su bolsillo She got a halo around her finger
's got both hands In her pockets And she won't look at you Won't look at you She hides through love en su bolsillo She got a halo around her finger
flow And I can't even explain when I get at yo You know how long I've been gettin dough? Used to rock full length mink with the finger low (okay) Yep
[talking:] I'm tryna put it into words It's like... it's like Check it out, right My ol' lady, right You know, my girl Take something simple like eating
Every woman, yeah Every woman Gotta limit yeah Sang with me girl Ladies, have you ever had a man who push you when you low You wanna stay out at night
some things that go with the Porsche Feelin' no remorse, feelin' like my hand was forced Middle finger to the Lord, nigga grip I'm a boss Stab the ladies
you don't really care It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous It's like that sometimes, this shit ridiculous One hand in the air if you don't really care Middle finger
off the ground Uh, you know you paid when you got Baby with ya It's Young Money like Ben Franks baby pictures I'm the lady twister, I kiss her whiskers
Lil Wayne] Uh, you know you paid When you got Baby with you It's Young Money like Ben Frank's baby pictures I'm a lady twister, I kiss her whiskers I
She sold her love to a modern man 'Cause solid currency's the hardest to love All other modern helps you cover your eye Don't let the lady finger blow
oh, We datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight Uh, yeah, sounds good, Throw me up in the headphones; sounds good When I come up in the club, I'm actin' mad dumb, Ladies
of stone Set hands moving Roan shaped his heart Through his working hands Work to mold his passion into clay, like the sun In his room his lady She
had a Brougham, called it Pretty Brown Thing Paint looked like root beer when the sun was shining Known to keep a bad bitch, no niggas beside me And this finger
'? Hey, now ladies and gentlemen, it's about dat time To turn this thang on out, now let me see everybody do this Hey, let's go Snap ya fingers, do ya
Your rain falls like crazy fingers, peals of fragile thunder keeping time Recall the days that still are to come some sing blue Hang your heart on laughing
Way down in the south of france all the ladies love to dance Kick their heels up in the air snap their fingers for romance While the gentlemen compare
My baby, gives me The finance blues Tax me to the limit Of my revenues Here she comes finger-poppin' Clickety-click She says, furs or diamonds You take
lady But nasty when I wanna be I see ya starin' from across the room And you can't keep your eyes off me Got you wrapped around my finger, baby Like