[Verse 1]
Lines don't loose sleep of lipping in the sheet
Nothing seems real 'till it lands at your feet
We all pay bills, I've got gaps in my teeth
They never gave me luck, they're just gaps in my teeth
I smile a lot; why not?
Fan girls getting eyed up, it's best to keep your eyes shut
Too nice to keep my eyes off
That's fresh Kate, hands off
Crush grapes and bake off
I always take days off
Praying that it pays off
Stereotype me, that's a waster
See myself like a Baidar, never been a faker
Baby boy from the manger, east midlands popper
Pocker think I'm selling A-class
Went to see a doctor, he said my life was made up
What you do with no options?
Like a squirrel for an acorn, pulling out my hair
I ain't getting no payrolls
Searching for gold at the end of the rainbow
I'm at a yellow brick road, doing up angel
Tell her do it 'cus I said so
Invade your king
I ain't trying to get a bay raw, life a sin
Can you give the boy a halo?
Can you give the boy a blight?
I'm just tryna get by, always told me lies
Now they stood outside, praying at demise
I'm an eagle flying, throught the brease, they chat I glide
Like steez I'm T-sus Christ
They nice, when I'm twice as nice
Now your girl's crooking
Now your mumsy nice

Now your girl's crooking
Now your mumsy nice

[Hook]
This one's for the ladies
'Cus they have our babies
And they drive us crazy
But they made us men
This one's for the ladies
'Cus they have our babies
And they drive us crazy
But they made us men

[Verse 2]
Thorn in my foot, no one helped me out
Im not unpure, neither good, like thats not allowed
I tried talking to God, can you help me out?
Never got a response, only asked as a child
Been unsure on trial, I'm sure that ill walk this out
Caught this flight, deja vu, already lived this life
So the path that I'm on yeah, this one's mine
No more sleep
No more lines
No more breachin'
No more fines
No more tack
And no more nights
In on the curfew, early nights
No more jobseekers
No more teamleaders, who ain't been leaders
No more swinging out fights
Everybody swinging out nice, like nobody dies
But it's scumbag season
I'll come back when no come back needed
Man like lil' Jo I'm squeezing
Prolly smoke more I'm leaning
8 year old's blow bags breathing
Nowadays cognac sipping
Back then? Scumpy sipping
Lamborgini, never walk a breeny
Got a fam like Averyx
They sell, they sell shore for flavors
I wouldn't sell myself out for a dough and acres
I want a wife that's gracious
And we can get a yard that's big in barbados
I appreciate queens 'cus they made us
I'll prolly see what's your fragrence, tasting like badies
Put me in a spell like seance
Shelter when it's rainy, Bob Marley, what's your preference

Yeah, this one's for the
Yeah, this one's for the
Yeah, this one's for the

[Hook]
This one's for the ladies
'Cus they have our babies
And they drive us crazy
But they made us men
This one's for the ladies
'Cus they have our babies
Yeah they drive us crazy
But they made us men

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Ladies Lyrics

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