Justin Bieber - Ladies Love Me Lyrics

it
And who in the pit is smoke in here cuz it's super cloudy
Goons with me dressed like skaters
Getting bruised kidneys
Stretch you later
Man my family so big
To the escalator to the elevator
Take the lift to the private jet
Then that jet niggas see you later

[Hook]
Ladies love me
I'm on my Cool J
Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sippin'
Ladies love me
I'm on my Cool J
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missin'
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/justin_bieber/ladies_love_me.html ]
[Justin Bieber]
(Shorty Mane, I'm back)
Baby I'm yo docta,
I could be yo rocker,
Swaggin' I'm not braggin'
But I trust that I could rock ya'
Baby I'm not crazy,
I got swag like Patrick Schwayze
Y'know them haters never phase me
That's not how my momma raised me
I am incredible, this is inedible
Killin this trail was inevitable
I am hetero, baby you best know Jb is mostly just JB look at me
No, I said look at me, swaggin with the crooked teeth
Body slammed the beats from D Beat, call me
Call me bookin t.
I said woah der, woah der baby you only want to stop. (okay)
I'm busy out playing and I'm going to the top.
I got so often to lose, so I'm steady gettin gwap.
But them haters go low and we only get to watch.
Amazing, I'm blazing. look over here, said that I'm amazing.
Nobody's facing, what I'm facing. set a pace, so I can run without pacing.
Lace my shoes off, start racing. you can try it, without facting,
I mean fasting, start blasting. call up warren hill do-op that thing
Swagger jacking, is not what I do. jb is the man, yeah he's a true.
He's a creature when he steps up in the booth. I only landed, I did too.
Ima gentleman, yes ima gentleman, ima on my element, but I'm still elegant.
I'm full of adrenaline, you love what that means Louie V hightops with the
Skinny jeans.

[Hook]
Ladies love me
I'm on my Cool J
Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sippin'
Ladies love me
I'm on my Cool J
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missin'

Ladies love me
I'm on my Cool J

[Chris Brown]
My bad, I'm sorry
I'm double parked
Yah that's my Bugatti
And that's my Ferrari next to my Ducati
Call my old school Big Bertha that I be got it
Boy I get exotic
My car need a pilot
Get free drinks to party
Your nigga need his wallet
No limit to what I'm spending so you know she's about bout