Unladylike Lyrics

Unladylike

[KLC]
Hey, yo Mia!

[Mia X]
What's up

[KLC]
What you think
about this beat right here
You can do something with this

[Mia
X]
Shit, man KL you motherfucker this beat is fire

[KLC]
Now
that's what I'm talkin' bout
I need you to drop some mackin' ass shit off
this
You don't have none of that huh

[Mia X]
Nigga you know I got
some of everything
I'm Unlady Like (Door Knocking) Who that
is

[KLC]
That's ya beat

[Mia X]
Oh, OK well come here baby,
why you holdin' up, you know I love you
I know you still ain't trippin cause
you seen that nigga downtown
I don't care nothing about him
You ain't
seen no kissing, you ain't seen no hugging, none of that
No emotions cause I
give all my emotions to you
You want me to make you feel extra special
Now
look at ya I see you trying to fight that smile back off ya face
My baby,
please don't give it to me, now give me some sugar
Alright now, you know you
my million dollar nigga
So why don't you go on and make it happen for
mama

[Verse 1]
See I flip scripts on niggas blow they mind like the
wind
Iceberg Slim pimped hoes, but I got my money and clothes from
him
Gator skin boots and purses for my slick verses
When I ride it I
twerk it, leave they body jerkin' and twitchin'
Then I position my frame of
thought
Spit game, eye contact so it can soften his heart
I lie if I have
to even cry if I have to
But in the end it's the law, they gon' buy what I
ask for
No rushin' I make sling it all then bring it all to me
I used to
be a rider, flyer now I'm retired see
I took lessons from Big Vie and
67
She still got them niggas down to do whatever
I ain't gon' lie it's
well known, I'm a fool in the bed
And I understand full blown, niggas
suckers for head
Raw skills leave em' for dead, toes curl then
shed
Moaning, sighing, shivering like a little ol' bitch
Just the art of
pimpin' and pussy whippin' excites me
After hearing the show ladies wanna be
just like me
Shiesty, to keep my queen property and nice ride
My game's so
tight it's unladylike

[Phone Conversation]
Hey darling, it's daddy put
mommy on the phone
Yeah Barbara it's Richie yeah look I ain't never coming
home no more
Take it easy

[Verse 2]
I ain't right, cause I
especially
Send my nigga out to play on and flirt with other broads with big
cheese
I even dress him and tell him to say the shit we like to hear
Tell
her you want a committment and wanna build shit with her
Don't forget to
lick the pussy nigga, eat your Wheaties
Cause you gon' need to bust about
three or four nuts, no speedys
Cook the breakfast and the flowers only
He
gon' comeback knowin' where the safe's at,
And he gon' take that and bring it
on to mama
Send me off to relax, with my girls in the Bahamas
Sipping pina
coladas
And I'ma be on the sand, plotting on his friends
Especially the
dark one with the six-hundred Benz
His ends is long, he say he don't buy me
shit
Two weeks later, that same nigga, I was driving his shit
With the
keys to his crib, Prada full of his G's
Knew the secret hiding place for the
China and weed
All my need he's trying to fulfill
Wanna be my number one,
every time I make him come
It's like the boy gets dumber and dumber
Cause
mama say I got him under a gree-gree
Take me shopping in New York, let them
repossess her car, unladylike

[Phone Conversation]
Yeah, man your not
ruining my whole day, just do what I say
Man just the other day I run into
the law
He up and out left with all my ends, ya dig
Man I love my baby,
I'm waiting for her to come back
She has been gone three months man,
damn

[Verse 3]
Nigga, MC's is always talkin' bout the game they
got
Wanna be pimps and playas but what about that beef cock
Heifer, that
got you missing studio sessions
And got you calling her all day
sweatin'
Is you the same nigga to get on a mic and say fuck a ho
Even
though the one you love is up in ya bed, giving head
To the nigga that I
sent, coming back giving me fifteen percent
Now, now I listen to your record
and I laugh
You weak for ass, and you know this compare the math
Talkin'
to a real pimp and I'ma drop it
Cool off nigga, I know ya mad but don't
knock it
The truth hurts like life's a bitch
And she happens to be down
with No Limit, and money shit
Mama Mia, x-rated, extra hard, extra tight,
extra unladylike