Thaddeus J - mona.lisa

These days it’s hard to meet women
It’s hard to trust bitches
I know I said it a time or two but they’re reckless with their feelings
They after rappers or athletes
Get pregnant then trappy
Leave know room for the good guys to be a winner
I’m loving how you
Move
Do what you do
Cause you’re so fucking cool
And you’re the fucking truth
You always on your
Grind
You’re patient
Fine
Let no one waste your time
Race you to the finish line
Cause i’m always always on the go
Need somebody to look over me
A girl who get it on her own
She only want me for the company
Not the finer things
This shit is rare to me
That’s the true definition of a queen
My queen
Yeah
I was out there on the road
Yeah
Quarter million for a show
Yeah
Baby come home to me
Yeah
A hundred fifty on the dash
My baby she secure the bag
I gotta salute the queen
I been
Waiting
For ya
Mama
Sexy
Impress me
One hell of
A woman
Yeah
A hundred fifty on the dash
My baby she secure the bag
I gotta salute the queen
Said my mind really really going
The vibes really really showing
I take a step back and look at ya
Grateful grateful just to have ya
Never thought I’d see someone come with it the way that you do
Hella classy for the folks
Freak nasty on the low
Yeah
And I won’t complain about it
Cause if I ever saw one ounce of doubt
I probably wouldn’t have stuck around
You leveled up on all these hoes
Made it to all of my shows
date after date
Used the amex to front on the road
You never asked me for a dollar
You
You the
You the
You the Goat
I’m with it let’s go
Let’s show them what true love is rumored to be
Tryna add you to me family tree
She a boss chick
Who doesn’t quit
She got her own
Don’t need my shit
Cause she the shit
Jay and Bey
We run this shit
Baby want you come home to me
Hey
Yeah
I was out there on the road
Yeah
Quarter million for a show
Yeah
Baby come home to me
Yeah
A hundred fifty on the dash
My baby she secure the bag
I gotta salute the queen
I been
Waiting
For ya
Mama
Sexy
Impress me
One hell of
A woman
Yeah
A hundred fifty on the dash
My baby she secure the bag
I gotta salute the queen
My
My
My
My
My
My
My
Hella classy for the folks
Freak nasty on the low
My
My
My
My
My
My
My
Hop out the coup and I get it
My lil baby she with it
Maybe she with

Written by:
Thaddeus Franklin

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