Lace on Her Legs by Ike Icey

Spoken Word Intro

Late night, street lights spill on dirty shoes

Ash on my lap, mind wavin' through booze

You think you know the game, but the game knows you

A paper-thin promise, a bag full of truths

My heart ain't no saint, my tongue cut raw

Every step she take, break another damn law

So I sit on the curb, blowin' smoke at the sky

Countin' up my grudges, wonderin' why

My angel wear pumps, but they muddy as hell

She sweet talk the hustle, then laugh as you fell

My little misfit, legend on wheels

You wanna taste her life, you gon' slap up a meal

Intro

Yeah, she out there somewhere

Talkin' slick, walkin' quick—let's go

Verse 1

Who took my pretty thing, my number one dime

Snuck out the front, now she five steps ahead of time

She got that cherry gloss, sassy when she talk

Little red purse and a savage way to walk

Roll deep in the caddy with the smoke in the air

She the coldest on the stroll, everybody stop and stare

Throwin' shade at these haters, she know how to flex

Got game for days, make the whole crowd perplexed

Pre-Chorus

Ain't no secrets when you run with the real

She get what she want, never sign no deal

Wild with her grind, attitude on fire

If you can't keep up, then step off the wire

Chorus

Oh where, oh where, may my little hooker be

Crawlin' down the avenue, lookin' for me

She got lace on her legs and a mouth full of plans

Oh where, oh where, did my little hooker land

Chorus

Oh where, oh where, may my little hooker be

Crawlin' down the avenue, lookin' for me

She got lace on her legs and a mouth full of plans

Oh where, oh where, did my little hooker land

Verse 2

She got heels tall as mountains, heart cold as a brick

Talkin' all that mess, but she know who to pick

Cash in her G-string, gold on her neck

I call, she come runnin', that's respect

Slip through the zone, eyes sharp like a hawk

Whisperin' dirty words every time she talk

You wanna play, boy, just wait your turn

I light up this night, watch my money burn

Pre-Chorus

Fast lane livin', ain't no slowin' down

She rule the block, wearin' scandalous crown

Stack that bread, put respect on her name

She's the queen of the game, never runnin' from pain

Chorus

Oh where, oh where, may my little hooker be

Crawlin' down the avenue, lookin' for me

She got lace on her legs and a mouth full of plans

Oh where, oh where, did my little hooker land

Chorus

Oh where, oh where, may my little hooker be

Crawlin' down the avenue, lookin' for me

She got lace on her legs and a mouth full of plans

Oh where, oh where, did my little hooker