For All My Ladies

(Chorus)to all of my ladies gettin money makin these niggas pay (get money)
all of them haters gonna hate you don't listen to what they say
to all of my ladies gettin money tryin to pay these bills (get money)
make these niggas help you mami, make em keep it real

(Verse 1)

Gimme the keys to the Bently that's right
me and my girls goin out tonight.
And I don't wanna fight tonight, give my bread up, ain't nothin you can do when
a woman's fed up.
And I'm fed up nigga, shed up nigga, gone bout your business, get my bread up
nigga, foe I find me a player who can treat me better, dick me to sleep, or eat
me better.
You want a real bitch who gon fuck you and feed you?, uh uh fuck nigga I don't
need ya
And you ain't gotta love me or like me, and hell no I don't wanna be your wifey
Cause I'm a bad bitch born to ball, and when you go to jail fuck nigga don't
call
You want me to stay? Nigga you gon pay. Gimme that dough playboy don't play

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)

I ain't finna cook, clean, babysit, or housekeep
Gimme 20 G's drop me on South Beach
Let me shop til I drop, Spend til I faint
Burn up 20, get another 10 out the bank.
Let me show you how a hot girl get bread, all that fuck me for free shit been
dead.
I need a player in my life trillion dollars, that's gon leave diamonds round my
collar.
Lil mama, M-I-A-'s finest, the baddest bitch call me your highness.
Slip-N-Slide on fire and you know that
I know you like the way lil mama throw that
I know you like the way lil mama shake that
Player if you got a bank, I'ma break that
Ms. Trina, hottest thang on the south coast, I got these fuck niggaz trippin
off they house note

(Chorus)repeat

(Verse 3)

These niggaz will play you if you let em, promise you the world, try to make
you sweat em.
If a nigga got B's, girl you better get em, if a nigga dead broke, fuck em and
forget him
Move on to the bigger trick with the bigger dick, get him off glass girl