Ladies Leave Your Man At Home (feat. Kash Doll)

(Benji, he got Benjis)

He thought he was gon' treat me like his other bitches

I told you once before, I don't play with ****

He think I don't know, mm

He think I don't know

I been fuckin' with his boy on the low

I been feelin' like, ladies, leave your man at home

1942, take a shot of Patrón (Oh yeah, oh yeah)

But you gotta know

Everything I got, I built on my own

You probably tell my business, I don't trust you at all

Changed your whole image soon as we got involved

I'm the one you would call

Still hit my phone and I never respond

I'm the one you would call (Yeah)

Still hit my phone and I never respond

I don't wanna be your friend

Still gettin' dough

Charge it to the game

You know how it go

Don't play with my name, mm

You know how it go, yeah

You know how it go

You know how it go

Ayy (Woah)

He thought he was gon' treat me like his other bitches

I told you once before, I don't play with ****

He think I don't know, mm

He think I don't know

I been fuckin' with his boy on the low

I been feelin' like, ladies, leave your man at home (Woah)

1942, take a shot of Patrón

Look, I been feelin' like

I should go and fuck a ****, get it over with (Ayy)

I ain't goin', baby, you can miss me with that goofy shit

Never let a **** do me how he did that other bitch

Always talkin' shit, fuckin' hypocrite

How you think you better than the next **** (How?)

Baggin' me your best move yet, it's a flex, **** (That's right)

Never had to build a bitch, came to you rocked up

I been gettin' money and, ****, ain't ever stopped nothin', fuck you thought? (Hahaha)

Money talk and I'm fluent

Ego trippin' got you lookin' lame, what you doin'?

And you know I'm ten steps ahead of any bitch who bad

You gon' lose every time how the fuck you play it (On God)

****, please, I'm a D-girl, don't make me hurl

Bad as fuck and this pussy wet as Sea World

Ladies, leave your man at home, we got new toys

NBA, NFL, alphabet boys (Alphabet boys)

You heard me, pussy

Baby, I'm a star player, boy, you a rookie (Fuck outta here)

He gon' do a little, but trust me, I do the most (Most)

Send some Ace of Spades to your ho and we do a toast

'Cause she just took a lame **** off my hands

On the business is where I stand, fuck ****

Get money, that's all I know

Feelings about shit, I moved on, yeah

I moved on, yeah, so long, yeah

I moved on, yeah, so long, yeah

I don't want that toxic love

Make him fight for my love with boxing gloves, yeah (Woah)

I know that he knows (I know that he knows)

I know that he knows, yeah (I know that he knows)

My heart is cold (My heart is cold)

Pick 'em, eeny, miny, moe, yeah

I pick 'em, eeny, miny, moe

Ayy, pick 'em, eeny, miny, moe

He thought he was gon' treat me like his other bitches (Oh)

I told you once before, I don't play with ****

He think I don't know, mm

He think I don't know

I been fuckin' with his boy on the low

I been feelin' like, ladies, leave your man at home

1942, take a shot of Patrón (Yeah)