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Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies
(Hook) [ELLI$ & Stan Green]
She gon ride with a nigga that’s facts
She gon touch the sky with a nigga that’s facts
She gon stay down while I grind and get these stacks
Then we shine on them bitches, that’s facts that’s ill
Baby girl so real
(Verse 1) [ELLI$]
She gon keep it G wit a nigga
She said I give her life, watch her succeed wit a nigga
Tried to switch up my program, uh uh no ma’am
Let’s get on the same page no games played I’m glad I stayed
Girl you lookin like some art that God made
Is it your mind that got you paid or cause on your back you laid?
You don’t need financial aid been out of school you ain’t no fool
Got your own weed and you cool? Oh that’s rare
Your mama should have pushed out a pair
Juicing with fruits got you tasting like the truth
When I flaunt you out in public have you hanging like a noose
So we can go somewhere recluse, down to blow me in this booth?
While I’m spilling out my truth she’s trained to go like the troops
No life jacket swimming in her pool I’m safe
No surfboard, she ride the wave like a wraith
Now that’s ill, that’s real
She should be from H-Town she so trill
(Hook) [ELLI$ & Stan Green)
She gon ride with a nigga that’s facts
She gon touch the sky with a nigga that’s facts
She gon stay down while I grind and get these stacks
Then we shine on them bitches, that’s facts that’s ill
Baby girl so real (so real)
She so real (so real)
(Verse 2) [Stan Green]
Truthfully speaking I needed you for the evening
Or get a room for the weekend and we can shoot for the ceiling
That's facts, appreciative cause your new to this feeling
I’m so consumed in my dealings, need some of what you revealing
There’s been a lot of women, I wanted to call em mine
But when it’s time to keep it real them bitches falsified
Open wound in my heart, I need to have to cauterized
I done heard all the lies, been looking for compromise
Told my ex about herself them tears were streaming heavy
She confuse my honesty with being petty
A drunken mind speaks a sober thought
So if I ever cross the line kick me off Noah’s Ark
Wave Sinatra on my way to scoop my favorite hopper
Made this opera, you can play it over steak and lobster
Play it proper, what ya say is not a major knocker
I’ll never knock ya, dose of truth with shot of vodka
(Hook) [ELLI$ & Stan Green)
She gon ride with a nigga that’s facts
She gon touch the sky with a nigga that’s facts
She gon stay down while I grind and get these stacks
Then we shine on them bitches, that’s facts that’s ill
Baby girl so real (so real)
(Verse 3) [ELLI$]
Where my Angela Davis? My Assata?
True definition of a rider
I’m looking for her tryna find her
It’s heaven on Earth inside her
No sitting in jail, she coming with my bail
Make a nigga feel strong even when my pockets frail
Let me know that I’m a winner even when she see me fail
It’s your world baby girl, give em hell
Wifing the wrong chick will have a nigga looking weak but
I can tell from your walk that that pussy sweet
One of the elite, Flawless from your head to your feet
Girl you know I’m a freak I’ll be your personal creep
She pledged allegiance to me like a patriot
Nothing to investigate she leave my balls on deflategate
I bet that resonate, now let it marinate
Baby girl too real to imitate
(Hook) [ELLI$ & Stan Green)
She gon ride with a nigga that’s facts
She gon touch the sky with a nigga that’s facts
She gon stay down while I grind and get these stacks
Then we shine on them bitches, that’s facts that’s ill
Baby girl so real (so real)
She so real (so real)
