"Classy Lady" lyrics
He wants a classy lady
Petite, with poison
Oh, she's friends with lots of pretty boys
And, ba ba ba ba-da ba
Ba ba ba ba-da ba
All them classy ladies
Got an ego
Love the lavish life
With their high libido
Ba ba ba ba-da ba
Ba ba ba ba-da ba
A bit of rhythm
'Cause, ya know
It takes two to Tango
But a classy lady don't need no man, though
Ba ba ba ba-da ba
Ba ba ba ba-da ba
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
'Cause the night is young
Let your hair down
He never cared, wow
Why would you care now?
You and him are done, so
Fix your makeup
Ya clean up nice
Oh, you look so pretty
When you're dressed in white
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
Oh, the night is young
If I said it with my chest
Then he'd end up crying
'Cause the men love bitches
But hate us whining
Oh, wine and dine
We like fine dining
Oh, little black dress
All in, divine timing
I text ya back
Then I won't reply
Like to
Disobey, I don't comply
Bring the drama, drama
I supply
Oh, the men love bitches
My, oh my
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
'Cause the night is young
Let your hair down
He never cared, wow
Why would you care now?
You and him are done, so
Fix your makeup
Ya clean up nice
Oh, you look so pretty
When you're dressed in white
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
Oh, the night is young
My darling dear
You're a little bit flirty
Heading for the door
Getting down and dirty
Oh, take it easy, it's only 8:30
Got your high heels
Little black dress
And you know you got the
Rhythm, 'cause, ya know
It takes two to Tango
But a classy lady don't need no man, though
Got your high heels
Little black dress
And you know it
'Cause the men love bitches
My, oh my
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
'Cause the night is young
Let your hair down
He never cared, wow
Why would you care now?
You and him are done, so
Fix your makeup
Ya clean up nice
Oh, you look so pretty
When you're dressed in white
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
Oh, the night is young
Petite, with poison
Oh, she's friends with lots of pretty boys
And, ba ba ba ba-da ba
Ba ba ba ba-da ba
All them classy ladies
Got an ego
Love the lavish life
With their high libido
Ba ba ba ba-da ba
Ba ba ba ba-da ba
A bit of rhythm
'Cause, ya know
It takes two to Tango
But a classy lady don't need no man, though
Ba ba ba ba-da ba
Ba ba ba ba-da ba
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
'Cause the night is young
Let your hair down
He never cared, wow
Why would you care now?
You and him are done, so
Fix your makeup
Ya clean up nice
Oh, you look so pretty
When you're dressed in white
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
Oh, the night is young
If I said it with my chest
Then he'd end up crying
'Cause the men love bitches
But hate us whining
Oh, wine and dine
We like fine dining
Oh, little black dress
All in, divine timing
I text ya back
Then I won't reply
Like to
Disobey, I don't comply
Bring the drama, drama
I supply
Oh, the men love bitches
My, oh my
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
'Cause the night is young
Let your hair down
He never cared, wow
Why would you care now?
You and him are done, so
Fix your makeup
Ya clean up nice
Oh, you look so pretty
When you're dressed in white
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
Oh, the night is young
My darling dear
You're a little bit flirty
Heading for the door
Getting down and dirty
Oh, take it easy, it's only 8:30
Got your high heels
Little black dress
And you know you got the
Rhythm, 'cause, ya know
It takes two to Tango
But a classy lady don't need no man, though
Got your high heels
Little black dress
And you know it
'Cause the men love bitches
My, oh my
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
'Cause the night is young
Let your hair down
He never cared, wow
Why would you care now?
You and him are done, so
Fix your makeup
Ya clean up nice
Oh, you look so pretty
When you're dressed in white
We're gonna roll up
We're gonna stroll up
You better show up
Oh, the night is young
Writer(s): Phil Cook, Skylar Sanyal
