lady

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earlier this year/yeah this year
saw a dyme on a the block, wipin her tears
she graced the earth for about 20 years/i approached near
lady don't fear/
i came over here to see about you
she looked at me like i wasn't allowed to
something was wrong, the words danced off her tongue/
something like a melodic song"naw boo, e'thing cool now"
she wiped her face, gently smiled and said "i gotta go back to school now
"i just stared, at 1st i couldn't mutter a word
1st time a woman made me nervous, then i stuttered the words..
"w-w-what's ya name"
i sounded so lame
i stared vigorously at her fabulous frame
she noticed and responded with a look of concern
and replied smartly "when will u niggahs ever learn?"
i knew i was burned/in turn i quickly apologized/
"my male instincts prevailed and i didn't realize"
she seemed intrigued by the approach, she giggled and laughed
we talked and seemed like an eternity passed
she gasped and and exclaimed "man, i missed my class"
she wasn't really upset/in fact she was glad that we met
i was rockin the mic that night/so i invited her to the set
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it was about 1100pm/i told her 10 so this chic was late
punctuality minus 2 points/from a dime to an eight
but when she walked through the doors she cleaned her slate
what i saw tickled my iris, her appearance was great/
she strutted like a peak performance
all eyes on her/it's like her status was enormous
in the background you can hear the hallelujah chorus
my mans and them pointin and staring
she looked at me/i shot a glance, like i'm not even carin'
and in the midst of the moment something drastic had happened
some lame cat walked up on her and started rapidly mackin/
gotta be an average joe just seekin some action
i was destracted/cause the beat dropped, so i commenced to rappin
she got up and left the club and didn't look back/
my chest got warm like i was havin a cardiac
what do i do, where is she going/i'm not even knowin
she flew out the door/like a gust of wind was blowin..
.i'm feelin like a lil punk, cause i met her that day
drop the game on her head/then she walked away
i didn't say all the things i wanted to say
i know i ain't in love/why am i actin so gay
i can't explain nothin but i'm not feelin the same
i only know her by "lady"/i didn't ask for her name
that dude that came in musta had mad game
cause lady walked off and she was off the chain
i was tellin the bar-tender about the woman i lost
he looked and laughed the words "man that was her boss"
"the lady you talkin about is a workin girl/give her a hundred dollars and she can give you the world
"well-proportioned, nice smile, red-bone tall girl/round here we call her "lady",
yeah she a call-girl"
my mouth dropped at the words he said/i learned my lesson
next woman i meet/i'm inquirin her profession
i was at awe/it was hard to swallow like robatussin
my chest was still heavy like i was havin congestion
word from the wise/i don't care if a girl is sweet or cute
learn the women you deal wit/they could be prostitutes.......lady......