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My Favorite Ladies Lyrics - Special Herbs, Vols. 5 & 6 - Mf Doom

Ladies 

 

Mary, you make me wanna eat you 

Every time I see you, it's like the first time I meet you 

Fragrance like a flower, subtle and sweet too 

Seductive and whatever, it might as well be see through 

 

Like my genie in a bottle 

Miss could get me rich like a magaziney model 

Before you know it, he have her on a stroll 

Fresh and ripe, perplexin' like Acapulco Gold 

 

If I had to guess, just right, not a day old 

Like a cradle robber, copped her off, shop a trailer load 

Know the right number, you can get her 

And hit while you would've sold to the highest bidder like 

 

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Fruits and berries, bring daddy loot in a hurry 

Just be cute and don't worry 

Type to make a nigga hallucinate and admit it 

Then she started losing weight, lettin' everybody hit it 

 

I like Ally, sometimes she gets bitter 

Always kept me happy, never had a problem with her 

She used to let me use her, back when I was looser 

Respect her to this day, and never did abuse her 

 

I told her I'll be faithful, but she don't believe me 

I probably coulda been, if I never meet Eevee 

She make me feel all fuzzy inside, it's loco 

You won't get nowheres near her if you're broke though 

 

Kept a shorty, can't find 'em much thinner 

If caught I get mad time just for touchin' her 

Knock wood, so much for hymens 

So fly, she should be in the sky with diamonds 

 

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Little young thing, she likes to do the tongue thing 

At times, she would play hard to get, grunting 

Or something, she made me feel like the number one king 

Run into her now, and we still catch a fun fling 

 

Met her at Central Park this one time 

Had the God mentally sparked, reflectin' sunshine 

She said, you need to stop messin' wit that white girl 

She fuckin' wit ya head and got ya heart in tight curl 

 

We messed around once or twice, but she don't know me 

She helped me get money at the Dutch price OT 

Plus she from Columbia, so she really Spanish 

Cookie known to make a cat bank account vanish 

 

And Miss Hazy, all the women mature black 

Every time she sees me, I end up gettin' pulled back 

All she want me to do is blaze it crazy 

The only one complaint is, she make me too lazy 

 

Sugar mommy laced me with the butter Navy Avi 

Just her way to makeup for the headaches that she gave me 

It's all gravy, when I'm done getting my mack on 

Ally is always there to help me get back on 

 

Ladies 

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