Miss Lady - CunninLynguists, Mr. SOS

She’s caught up in liposucts and tummy tucks

And tried all that tae-bo stuff for chunky guts

Monkey stuff, focusing on the wrong, worry I might be long

Cause girlie, she was a walking song

Behind that Revlon, beautiful skin

A niggas breath gone, touching it when chillin

Amongst spirits in her bedroom

She think I think she crazy like she maybe she flying on red brooms

No miss lady, you got a baby now it’s all gravy

Things about your past, though they left you in slavery

Can she escape?

and be emancipated

Harnessed to random hatred that’s made her this crowds favorite

Is she too long gone to a world that’s foul flagrant?

It can’t be cause that’s one hell of a smile, ain’t it?

Nice pearls under trimmed eyebrows, couldn’t share with the class we was a side

crowd

I wish she knew she was beautiful now

Her vanity mirrors her fears as tears waterfall down

And as the Niagara grabs her, shortly after you can capture her madness laughter

Pretty as the sky birds have mastered

Pretty as her for sure, as her makeup mask up

Beauty already now that is there on a pasture (like black beauty, the horse?

) ya’ll hush

I think I’m a bout to ask her, what’s the rush?

What’s the rush?

What’s the rush?

What’s the rush?

What’s the rush miss lady?

Come on miss lady

Miss lady

Miss lady

Miss lady

Miss lady

She’s a drama queen, just turned legal thinking she’s not a teen

Exploring the party scene, not quite allowed to drink

But she does, and you see her when it’s 'ladies night, ' the crazy type

Looking for a man to have a baby by

What’s the rush?

You can’t even drink but you drunk

So if you get pregnant, where’s the trust?

If he got you drunk illegally

Miss lady, think if that’s the way that you want your seeds to be

Sad and mistreated, she… won’t listen

Ignoring both questions

Accepting drinks from men expecting affection

Miss lady wants a baby but ain’t ready for the pain involved

You can tell by the TP in her training bra

Life ain’t easy but she made it hard

Sleazy and her face is all powdered up like the people at her favorite bar

Bearin' innocence, if she leaves now she’ll take it all

With her if she stays it’ll wither til the shape is off balance

Like her relationship with her parents

They should have loved her and helped her reach her talents

But they didn’t, they made her feel like she was forbidden to do anything

So she thought about everything and did it

Or tried to, not realizing that she was lied to

Miss lady you’re a stranger to the person inside you

And so am I, but that’s not an invitation to pucker up

Has anybody ever asked you, what’s the rush?

What’s the rush?

What’s the rush?

What’s the rush?

What’s the rush miss lady?

Come on miss lady

Miss lady

Miss lady

Miss lady

Miss lady