Layla (исполнитель: WWE 2)
You’re not enough for me (Oh no no) Just another man in love with me (Just another man, yeah) Gotta open up your eyes and see. (Oh well) You’re not enough for me (Hey, hey) See, at first, I thought it was me The way you flip your attitude constantly But I think I finally figured it out That your the type of man I like to call a spout You turn off, turn on hot cold again But please, let me assure you that this is the end Of all the lonely nights and nothing but squeeze Cause I think you forgot this chick is mean I never lost my touch, I just gave it to you But I woke up this morning with a different point of view Cause I’m a woman, ha ha, those girls are petty You just ain’t ready for this woman’s rock steady You’re not ready, no you’re not ready (na ah) You’re not ready for this woman’s rock steady You’re not enough for me (Oh no no) Just another man in love with me (Just another man, ooh) Gotta open up your eyes and see (Hey hey, oh yeah) You’re not enough for me (Oh no) See, your not prepared for love like this Cause I’m with Pete, it’s never hit or miss I hit the bulls eye dead center every time And each time I step out, head to toe, I’m a dime Whether it’s stilettos with slacks or sweats with some flats When [bad word] through, I pass out heart attacks Like the emergency room, I’m the layest, I’m the layest I’m the layest on the scope Turn my sh*t on, zoom! What? I know you like what you see Cause I’m a woman and I’m manicured perfectly My hair flowing side to side Yes it is all mine New shoe colors on my nails I don’t get all wild I said my skins like toffee Got a killer smile I never dry up, I keep it pumping light You just ain’t ready for this woman’s rock steady You’re not ready, no you’re not ready, uh uh. You’re not enough for me (No, not enough) Just another man in love with me (Just another man, ooh) Gotta open up your eyes and see (Yeah oh oh) You’re not enough for me (You’re na na) Let me tell you why Now enough of this [bad word] let me tell you how I act Why when I step through, I give panic attacks You see, I’m always dressed, I stay fresh to death I’m frequently well groomed; I’m never a mess I say you won’t see P getting loud in the streets Acting all ghetto with them cheap [bad word] stilettos When their mink thaw over, [bad word] through bolder With a crispy [bad word] shirt and a clutch in my hand Wearing pants so fierce, you can’t pronounce the brand Ah ha, playing my part, standing next to my man I’m doing what, coach sign up on he speaks Even though at times I may disagree You do what? Tell him later, not the time nor the place Cause I’m a very lady like and know how to save face Stand in front of me Toledo, I got your back at before They sh*t, that ain’t me player, I got it all But evidently, the love is too heavy You just ain’t ready for this woman’s rock steady