She Don`t Put It Down (remix) Lyrics - Joe Budden

She ain't got a leg to stand on 

Don't even trip 

I can take you all over the world though, even tell you pack light 

The last lad couldn't even get a cab ride 

She don't do the blogs, but if she did, she'd be on mad sites 

Ass so mean that I'm always on her bad side 

Uh, now she don't ever stress me 'bout my whereabouts 

Never seems concerned with other birds that she may hear about 

She mind hers, it's my turn, that shit she barely care 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 Kama Sutra, yoga and porno flicks 

Funny how her breath get shorter when I give her long dick, uh 

And I'm telling y'all straight up 

Might think I imagined shorty 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 

I done put another in your space 

Damn if they do, it's been hard to replace 

I just want the same judge sitting on the case 

She gon' hate, but she know 

She don't put it down like you 

Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you 

She don't put it down like you 

Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you 

She don't put it down like you 

Girl you working with the killer 

Ain't nobody fucking with ya 

She don't put it down like you 

Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you 

She don't put it down like you 

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 we're 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? 

Ha, fuck that nigga, he can't fuck with me 

I'm Tunechi bitch and you know that, and that pussy throw back 

But 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 every time we cut, I used to shred her; Ninja Turtles 

And I know you still love me and I know ya still for me 

That's why we still fucking, cause she don't put it down like you 

She don't put it down like you 

Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you 

She don't put it down like you 

Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you 

She don't put it down like you 

Girl you working with the killer 

Ain't nobody fucking with ya 

She don't put it down like you 

Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you 

She don't put it down like you 

Love being 'round mine, no downtime, still 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 

Said she watching what she eat, yet that ass keep getting fatter 

How I'm sexing her, making likes of hers, no longer be a factor 

Plus her and I already know, you done turn them all to desperate 

Climb with the former rather ladder, you already know which one I'd rather 

Cum on 

I done put another in your space 

Damn if they do, it's been hard to replace 

I just want the same judge sitting on the case 

She gon' hate, but she know 

She don't put it down like you 

Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you 

She don't put it down like you 

Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you 

She don't put it down like you 

Girl you working with the killer 

Ain't nobody fucking with ya 

She don't put it down like you 

Down-down like you, down-down like you, down-down like you 

She don't put it down like you