Do The Ladies Run This Lyrics - Singles - Rah Digga

Do the ladies run this motherfucker? 

(Hell yeah) 

Do the ladies run this motherfucker? 

(Hell yeah) 

Put it down for the bitches all across the map 

All the real live bitches all across the map 

Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead 

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, I'm on the roll like butter 

Flow gutter, fuck what a bitch going through 

Do or die is what you gon' do 

I warn you it's gonna get you and your guys killed 

With my skills stay on your toes like high heels 

And handle bars like bikes 'bout to blow like innertubes 

See me in the tube in the views to interludes 

Never see me in the nude, Blade gon' bend the rules 

Lock the street coming through with more rocks than Pete 

I'm into jewels I will not repeat 

Y'all obsolete, Sonya Blade y'all 

It's murder when they drop the beat 

I spit it once, I'm hungry spit at lunch 

One take, I hate boxes so I don't punch 

I got a hunch, y'all figure, y'all gon' stop my figgas 

Get on some rah-rah with Eve and Rah Digga 

But these my niggas so please my niggas 

Stop the Blade from where you don't know nann nigga 

Do the ladies run this motherfucker? 

(Hell yeah) 

Do the ladies run this motherfucker? 

(Hell yeah) 

Put it down for the bitches all across the map 

All the real live bitches all across the map 

Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead 

Yo, yo now why y'all wanna make me get raw 

This bitch gon' split ya, get tha picture 

Call yourselves emcees, titles don't even fit ya 

How they gonna stop us Digga? 

Tryna shine, the rest of them bitches 

Is past tense and out of time 

'Cause my time line consists of many dreams shattered 

Trying to run up with two ryders deep as if it mattered 

When real bitches get to rockin', heads knockin' 

All dem chickens in their coupe gon do is get to squawkin' 

All the hating do is feed my temper, let me live 

Ice grillin' eyein' my clothes, I'm eyein' the crib 

E V E spell it out when you speak about her 

The only one out the bunch to hate 

The rest gon' crowd around her 

Majority rules, it's our time, back the fuck up 

'Cause the shit you sayin' out your mouth 

Make me crack the fuck up 

Laugh hard 'cause we pass y'all so dash broad 

Lay my shit by myself in the booth 

While y'all need flash cards 

Do the ladies run this motherfucker? 

(Hell yeah) 

Do the ladies run this motherfucker? 

(Hell yeah) 

Put it down for the bitches all across the map 

All the real live bitches all across the map 

Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead 

Yeah, check it out now, like that y'all 

Watch me sink three points 

Smash your whole LP with just my lead joint 

It's the rhyme super bitch gon' stay forever wildin' 

Smooth with the pen, Shakespeare, Edgar Allen 

Hot chick, catastrophic, blast the hot shit 

Your whole verse whack and bare no facts or logic 

Smash your clique in, y'all niggas only heard tidbits 

I put that on Gabana every rhyme I done spitted 

One two, one two, your whole crew I dismantle 

Rock fly gear and stay clear of sex scandals 

With drogues to spark wait for shows to start 

My put my niggas down if they know their parts 

Caramel give 'em hell from Bricks to Anadel 

Rappers tryna compete get ate like Samuel 

By a sister who twist a few L's rip it dually 

The song say It Ain't My Fault like Mystikal 

Do the ladies run this motherfucker? 

(Hell yeah) 

Do the ladies run this motherfucker? 

(Hell yeah) 

Put it down for the bitches all across the map 

All the real live bitches all across the map 

Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead 

Do the ladies run this motherfucker? 

(Hell yeah) 

Do the ladies run this motherfucker? 

(Hell yeah) 

Put it down for the bitches all across the map 

All the real live bitches all across the map 

Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead