Ladies Hit Squad Lyrics - Asap Nast

Girl I pull up to your city with them racks out 

You know how I do it, shows be packed out 

All them girls, they pretty, they gon' twerk for me 

Nasty baby, please put out that work for me 

Now I noticed a couple niggas got my swag, swag 

They done stole my swag, swag 

They can have that swag, swag 

Because Flacko Jodye done told me let them have that 

I don't want that back 

I don't want that back 

Budubupbup 

It's me, me 

She wants to be with me, me 

Every day she's thinking 'bout me, me 

She never met nobody like me, me 

It's ooh 

I wanna know what's on the agenda 

Keep it real, don't be a pretender 

This is my show, I'm the presenter 

Time is money, I'm a big spender 

We can have a mad one, we can have a bender 

Order what you want from the bartender 

Come back to mine and all be splender 

I'll give you a night to remember 

Let's get the bed rockin' 

Undo the stocking from the suspender 

The legs are so soft and tender 

Tonight you can be my contender 

I want 'em in the mix and I wanna blender 

To another world, I wanna send her 

Over the bath, I wanna bend her 

Give her the cockney like an Eastender 

Girl I pull up to your city with them racks out 

You know how I do it, shows be packed out 

All them girls, they're pretty, they gon' twerk for me 

Nasty baby, please put out that work for me 

Now I noticed a couple niggas got my swag, swag 

They done stole my swag, swag 

They can have that swag, swag 

Because Flacko Jodye done told me let them have that 

I don't want that back 

I don't want that back 

I'm gonna hit the G-spot when I get the jeans off 

Press on the gas and then I ease off 

Kiss on your neck, there you go, ease off 

Back so big, look like your jeans shrunk in the wash 

And we don't really need Netflix, I'mma give you something to watch 

After we done, bill a spliff and cotch 

Pour me a glass of the Henny on the rocks 

And get ready for round two 

'Cause any time we not boosting you know we knock twice 

So lucky I found you girl 

You were looking way too cold in your Reebok Ice 

Saw your girlfriend, you don't need advice 

Always in your ear like, "He's not nice" 

She's just upset 'cause she got juiced in the bunk bed 

And you know, she's not wife 

See me with the street goons on the ends 

Next day I'm in the GQ Top 10 

Tracksuit Mafia, the best dressed men 

Linked us, now she don't wanna link them man again 

Your ex plays in the Prem but you never see him taking a pen 

'Cause if you can't hit the G-spot when it comes to the spot kicks 

Manna gotta wait on the bench