(Intro) (Spoken)
Mmm…
Yeah…
She ain’t for everybody…
She built different…
Verse 1
She smell like cocoa butter, Chanel and temptation,
Walk through the room, whole block lose concentration.
Got that slow Southern sway when she cross them thighs,
One little smile’ll have a grown man hypnotized.
She’ll lean in close, whisper low in your ear,
Leave your heart racing before she disappear.
She know exactly what them soft lips do,
She ain’t gotta say much… her body talk too.
Fresh nails, fresh hair, baby stay on point,
Still know every back road and every hood joint.
Can sit at a five-star table with a glass of red wine,
Or eat lemon pepper wings and still look fine.
Pre-Chorus
She’ll rub your shoulders after a long hard day,
Kiss your forehead… make the pressure fade.
But let somebody play with what she love…
You’ll find out what she’s really made of.
Hook
She’s a lady with some gangster in her,
Soft when she hold me… hard when it’s pressure.
Love me so good, make a king lose sleep,
Got a slow little touch that’ll sink in deep.
She don’t argue… she let respect speak first,
But if you cross that line, she’ll quench that thirst.
She got class in her walk… hood in her soul…
She know how to love a man and still stay in control.
She’s a lady with some gangster in her…
Verse 2
She’ll slide beside me while I’m pouring Crown,
Brush against my shoulder just to calm me down.
That little grin tell me everything I need,
She know exactly how to feed my peace.
She ain’t jealous… she just know what she got,
Ain’t checking no phones, she checking your heart.
She’ll straighten my collar, brush lint off my sleeve,
Look me in my eyes… “Baby, come back to me.”
Don’t play about her babies… don’t play with her man,
She’ll shut it down quicker than anybody can.
She don’t bark online trying to prove she’s real,
She handle business… that’s just how she built.
Bridge
She can pray with me Sunday…
Dance with me Saturday night…
Love on me Monday…
Ride through the storm Tuesday night.
She got that country-girl sweetness,
Mixed with that city grit.
The kind that’ll melt in your arms…
But never fold… never quit.
Breakdown
She’ll make you miss her…
Standing right beside you.
She’ll look at you one time…
And you’ll forget what you was trying to do.
Lord… that woman dangerous.
Final Hook
She’s a lady with some gangster in her,
The kind your mama prayed you’d find someday.
Sweet like honey… smooth like Tennessee whiskey,
Fire in her soul that’ll never fade away.
She’ll guard your name… protect your home,
Make your heart feel like it finally found home.
She ain’t loud… she ain’t thirsty… she just that one.
A little bit of silk…
A whole lotta shotgun.
She’s a lady with some gangster in her…
Yeah…
That’s my kind of woman.
