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Artiste : Baby Soulja
Titre : Lady Soulja
She got a camouflage
She got a camouflage dress
Like no one´s seen her

She got a camouflage with some high heels on

She don´t give niggas attention ´cause she know what I´m on
Lady Soulja, bae, you my Lady Soulja
She know I ain´t got no L´s, she on point when I drive
Them crackers get behind me, hide the work in her thighs
Lady Soulja, girl, you my Lady Soulja, my Lady Soulja

I ain´t gon´ lie, bae, you prettier than a bih´
I just be lookin´ at you, I be like, "Bae prettier than a bih´"
You give your time to your phone, I get jealous than a bih´
I get revenge and do the same, I be pettier than a bih´
What you say? Please don´t ever change on me

´Cause every girl I had done changed on me
Be on my side if it rain on me
Don´t put the blame on me ´cause it´s plain to see
That I fuck with you, and for you I´ma get it right
I´m on the flight to get this check, but bae, I´m coming by
And when I do, you know I´m fuckin´ from the back
I´ma eat you from the back, I´ma lick from front to back
You the one who in my dreams
On everything, I pray for these things
Mama told me you was down with me
Plus you cried with me when they killed Dominique

She got a camouflage with some high heels on
She don´t give niggas attention ´cause she know what I´m on

Lady Soulja, bae, you my Lady Soulja
She know I ain´t got no L´s, she on point when I drive
Them crackers get behind me, hide the work in her thighs
Lady Soulja, girl, you my Lady Soulja, my Lady Soulja

Pour me a cup and roll my weed, bae
I´m finna slide, ´fore I go, somethin´ you need, bae?
You send me to the store, you be fucked up ´bout that cheesecake
My neck hurtin´ like a bih´, massage it for me please, bae
I know you the one, I´m the one, we the one, we just be goin´
I told you I´m in beef, I showed you how to use a gun

In case they catch me slippin´, you gon´ have to shoot ´em for me
Ain´t gon´ lie, you fuckin´ with a nigga who pure
I get romantic, rub my fingers through your hair
I don´t get embarrassed, hold your hand anywhere
Grab your ass in front of niggas, let ´em know you mine, yeah
I come from the ´Ville, you come from G
Just like me, reflection of me
Hope you don´t lie to me
Hope you don´t lie to me

She got a camouflage with some high heels on
She don´t give niggas attention ´cause she know what I´m on
Lady Soulja, bae, you my Lady Soulja
She know I ain´t got no L´s, she on point when I drive

Them crackers get behind me, hide the work in her thighs
Lady Soulja, girl, you my Lady Soulja, my Lady Soulja