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letra de lame ass - ebony eyez

[intro]
no, my brother
you gots to get ya own

[chorus]
ah f-ck it, gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
f-ck it, gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
now move with your lame ass, uh
or just groove with your lame ass, uh
now move with your lame ass, uh
or just groove with your lame ass, uh
[verse 1]
yeah, i’m the lady pullin’ up in the mercedes
so many b-tches might think i caught the rabies
if i told the truth, you’d pro’ly think i’m crazy
ass been fat since the mid ’80s (okay)
last man get this tried to play me
guess that’s why he ain’t seen his wallet lately (that’s right)
can call it what you want, i know you think i’m shady (that’s cool)
but you a hater ‘causе the real b-tches praisе me (it’s okay)
just last week, i beat the sh-t out of stacy (okay)
and this week it pro’ly be her sister, tracy (that’s right)
last time, the stupid ho tried to mace me
she keep playin’ i’ma let her man taste me
don’t get it wrong ’cause the ghetto what raised me
but now i’m rich so i spend my days lazy (for sho’)
what the h-ll is this, a college boy pagin’ me (oh)
ah f-ck it, e’rything gon’ be gravy (okay)

[chorus]
ah f-ck it, gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
f-ck it, gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
now move with your lame ass, uh
or just groove with your lame ass, uh
now move with your lame ass, uh
or just groove with your lame ass, uh (verse two)
[verse 2]
now see the me gettin’ money don’t stop (uh-uh)
especially if i throw on a tank top (tank top)
they say tj bought a new drop
in a day, it’ll be on my block (that’s right)
a week later, i’ma have a new watch
and a new drop if my game don’t flop (okay)
now girls, see that’s what i call a flip flop (uh)
your ass won’t flop if you flip it like it’s hot (like it’s hot)
be a woman, take control of the c-ck (you gotta work it)
what you don’t like your wrist full of rocks? (you must me be crazy)
see you the type think your man on lock (what?)
then you find out he cheatin’ and your ass go in shock (uh-huh)
kick your own ass then call the cops (call the cops)
tell ’em, “he just left, he’ll be back at ten o’clock” (ten o’clock)
if that don’t work, hit the club up the block (uh)
now b-tch, shut the f-ck up, here go a tequila shot (yeah)

[chorus]
ah f-ck it, gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
f-ck it, gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
gon’ ‘head, shake the club up
now move with your lame ass, uh
or just groove with your lame ass, uh
now move with your lame ass, uh
or just groove with your lame ass, uh (uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh)
[verse 3]
i got your man like a puppet on a string (on a string)
runnin’ to the phone e’ry time it ring (time it ring)
he racin’ to the door e’ry time it ding (uh)
gon’ f-ck around and have low self esteem (yeah)
i’m nothin’ but trouble when i step up on the scene (on the scene)
the type of chicks these n-ggas ain’t never seen (never seen)
it ain’t no limit to the way i make ’em fiend
sell ’em dreams and tell ’em things i never mean
and ‘fore you know it, he out lookin’ for a ring (for a ring)
that’s when you tell ’em, “it ain’t nothin’ but a fling” (but a fling)
he pro’ly get mad, pro’ly start to scream (so?)
step out of line then show ’em the red beam (that’s right)
i keep nothin’ but real b-tches on my team (on my team)
vvs on my chest, see the gleam (see the gleam)
should be against the law the way i look in jeans (uh)
see y’all ain’t ready for the pain i’m ’bout to bring (uh, uh, yeah)

- ebony eyez

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