Ready - The-Dream

Yeah, we got them motherfuckin' towels, nigga

Ain’t even come here for all this, but

She only 22, but I think I done met my match

Head to toe Balenciaga, 22's up on the ac

Shawty love a father figure, and my figure’s at the max

Hope your daddy don’t get mad at me if I don’t bring you back

Girl, I need that in my crib, put that thing on me for real

Hope you with that shit, like yeah

Fuck the bed up off the rails

Bet you think that you a player

Wasn’t tryna hone in on your skills

Shawty, you better know the drills, yeah yeah

I hope you ready 'cause I don’t think you ready

But she get what she wants, she get what she wants

I ain’t them lil niggas on your phone

This ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you want

I hope you ready 'cause I don’t think you ready

But you want what you want, you want what you want

'Til your back get tore out 'til the morn

This ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you want

Girl, you not ready

Way you in here dancing, I can’t lie, I’m lovin' it

And man, that shit’s so fat, I can see that shit from the back

I only wrote one verse and I already got off track

She baggin' that shit up while she backin' that shit back

She’ll be your Lois Lane in the morning

And plays Wonder Woman at night

Ooh, your body might be callin', but I see it in your eyes

Girl in disguise, playin' with that vibe

They say chemistry don’t lie, lie

Girl, you not ready (Ain't ready)

'Cause I don’t think you ready (You're not ready)

But she get what she wants, she get what she wants

I ain’t them lil niggas on your phone

This ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you want

I hope you ready (I'm ready)

'Cause I don’t think you ready (You're not ready)

But you want what you want, you want what you want

'Til your back get tore out 'til the morn

This ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you want

Girl, you not ready

Done got caught up with a bad bitch

If she sold her pussy, man, I swear I’d be a addict

Way she shake her ass, I swear she should work in magic

I’m jumpin' out the car, in my feelings, stoppin' traffic

I told her later on, I’ma come through and kill it, casket

Shawty put that shit on me and fucked me through the mattress

Pussy fat, pussy deep, pussy skeet, Gladys, all night

And that pussy taste like vanilla wafers

Girl, you not ready (Ain't ready)

'Cause I don’t think you ready (You're not ready)

But she get what she want, she get what she want

I ain’t them lil niggas on your phone

This ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you want

I hope you ready (I'm ready)

'Cause I don’t think you ready (You're not ready)

But you want what you want, you want what you want

'Til your back get tore out 'til the morn

This ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you want

Girl, you not ready