Ladies Leave Your Man At Home lyrics

[Intro]
(Benji, he got Benjis)

[Chorus: DeJ Loaf]
He thought he was gon' treat me like his other b*tches
I told you once before, I don't play with n*ggas
He think I don't know, mm
He think I don't know
I been f*ckin' 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)

[Verse 1: DeJ Loaf]
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 nеver respond
I don't wanna be your friеnd
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)
[Chorus: DeJ Loaf]
He thought he was gon' treat me like his other b*tches
I told you once before, I don't play with n*ggas
He think I don't know, mm
He think I don't know
I been f*ckin' with his boy on the low
I been feelin' like, ladies, leave your man at home (Woah)
1942, take a shot of Patrón

[Verse 2: Kash Doll]
Look, I been feelin' like
I should go and f*ck a n*gga, get it over with (Ayy)
I ain't goin', baby, you can miss me with that goofy sh*t
Never let a n*gga do me how he did that other b*tch
Always talkin' sh*t, f*ckin' hypocrite
How you think you better than the next n*gga (How?)
Baggin' me your best move yet, it's a flex, n*gga (That's right)
Never had to build a b*tch, came to you rocked up
I been gettin' money and, n*gga, ain't ever stopped nothin', f*ck 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 b*tch who bad
You gon' lose every time how the f*ck you play it (On God)
n*gga, please, I'm a D-girl, don't make me hurl
Bad as f*ck and this pus*y wet as Sea World
Ladies, leave your man at home, we got new toys
NBA, NFL, alphabet boys (Alphabet boys)
You heard me, pus*y
Baby, I'm a star player, boy, you a rookie (f*ck 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 n*gga off my hands
On the business is where I stand, f*ck n*gga
[Bridge: DeJ Loaf]
Get money, that's all I know
Feelings about sh*t, 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

[Chorus: DeJ Loaf]
He thought he was gon' treat me like his other b*tches (Oh)
I told you once before, I don't play with n*ggas
He think I don't know, mm
He think I don't know
I been f*ckin' with his boy on the low
I been feelin' like, ladies, leave your man at home
1942, take a shot of Patrón (Yeah)