She Don't Put It Down

She Don't Put It Down

She ain't got a leg to stand on, don’t even trip [Joe Budden] I can take you all over the world though Even tell you pack light The last lie couldn’t even get a cab ride She don't do the blogs but even if she did She would be on mad sites Ass so mean I always on her bad side Ugh, now she don’t ever stress me ’bout my wearabouts Never seems concerned with other birds that she may hear about She mind hers, its my turn That shit she barely hear about Look amazing on me, why I’m always tryna wear her out She don’t ride like you, no she don’t taste like that Not with a waist like that, do I let her go to waste like that She a mix between Karma Sutra porno flicks Funny how her breath get shorter when I give her long dick And I’m telling ya’ll straight up might think [?] even when she not made up She kill ‘em in Levi’s, see why it ain't even fair Look good in whatever she wear How could other women compare, they can’t [Tank - Chorus] I don’t put another in your space, damn if you do It’s been hard to replace I just want the same judge sittin’ on the case She gon’ hate but she know She don’t put it down like you (down down like you) (she don't, she don't) She don’t put it down like you (down down like you) (she don't, she don't) She don’t put it down like you (down down like you) (she don't, she don't) She don’t put it down like you (down down like you) (she don't, she don't) [Lil Wayne] I can see the stars in the day time Bitch I miss you like a deadline And the girl I’m with is just the girl I’m with I mean it’s working out, so were staying fit But you know love is nothing ask Stan Smith But I gotta keep a bad bitch like Brad Pitt Remember our first kiss? Or our last kiss? I used to go dummy in that pussy, crash test You be fucking that nigga like you was fucking me Hah, Fuck that nigga, he can’t fuck with me I’m Tunechi bitch and you know that And that pussy throw back Any given night I’d still pop that ass like a prozac Girl you know you got that murder A beast in that La Perla And everytime we cut I used to shred a nigga turtles And I know you still love me And I know ya still for me Thats why we still fucking Cause she don’t put it down like you [Chorus] [Joe Budden] Looking round mine, no downtime, see nothing else even matters Can’t even walk slow through that mall cause paparazzi running after Baby girl, working it like a pro Slow it down or move it faster Whether them lights on or them lights off like I’m sleeping with the clapper Still she watching what she eat Yet, that ass keep getting fatter How I’m sexing her, how am loving her, no longer be a factor Plus her already know, you don’t turn them all to? Climb with the former rather latter You already know which one I’d rather come’on [Chorus]