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Mirrors The Lady Time

But now I know it's you The one who lets me dream Lady time will lead me Along the road of life She exactly knows what I want Lady time will kill

in the club, honey, what's up? Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the baddest of them all? Yeah, it's gotta be the apple, I'm the Mac daddy y'all Haters better step back, ladies

mistake Like a mental state, gang-banging A sad return to the eagle-shaped mirror I'm the kind of mannequin that cheats and Opens its eyes to the ladies

didn't know what hit her didn't have time to ask But livin' in the county is a serious task Niga didn't know what happend Didn't have time to ask Back

, it was smooth sailin', oh I played my part, ooh, in this here relation, oh I was blind, ooh, but I had new visions, oh It's my time, man, and it's me

, mess it Yeah now that my shit Chorus: I'm getting ready so nice-ice-ice (Holla) It's kinda cool I gotta ruin my voice (Check this shit out!) No mirror lady

in the club, honey, what's up? Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the baddest of them all? Yeah, it's gotta be the apple, I'm the Mac daddy y'all Haters better step back, ladies

pants down) You get time out 'Cause I'm cold (Cold) Blooded (Blooded) Boy who does it belong to Cold (Cold) Blooded (Blooded) Got you thinkin', who's that lady

feet, my thighs, my lips, my eyes; I'm loving what I see (Chorus) Am I less of a lady if I don't wear pantyhose? My mama said a lady ain't what she