No Manners

[Intro] Yeah, I said what I said Lipstick loud and the legs get spread He talk big, but he beg in the bed Baddie like me? Got him losin’ his head
[Verse 1] Gloss drippin', I’m slick like Dior Booty so bold, it don’t fit through the door Talk dirty, I clean up rich Make a grown man whimper like a lil’ snitch Hips swing like a wreckin’ ball Got ‘em riskin' it all just to lick the wall He ain’t never met a vibe like this Got his tongue tied up and his ex dismissed
[Pre-Chorus] He say, “Damn girl, slow it down” But I ride it like I own this town No brakes, I don’t play polite Mouth like sin and I still sound right
[Chorus] No manners, no shame, no chill He love the way I bite, then kill I don’t beg, I command that thrill Body like art, but I move for the thrill No rules when I’m on that pole Queen of the tease, I don’t sell soul Drip so cold, make the devil fold And I do it in heels, 6-inch gold
[Verse 2] Bad lil’ witch with a waist like whoa Talk too slick, better brace for the blow Cash in stacks, I don’t do no change Only real ones get to know my name He want taste, I say maybe Got ‘em dreamin' 'bout a fake lil’ baby But I don’t play house, I break it Put it in his face like, “Boy, come take it”
[Bridge] Talkin' Chanel with a side of rude Mood like sex and a bad attitude I walk in, and the club get shook Don’t need a man, I write the book Pop that back like a champagne toast Got five in line, and they all do the most No filter, no cap, just facts If I want it, I take it — that’s that
[Chorus] No manners, no shame, no chill He love the way I bite, then kill I don’t beg, I command that thrill Body like art, but I move for the thrill No rules when I’m on that pole Queen of the tease, I don’t sell soul Drip so cold, make the devil fold And I do it in heels, 6-inch gold
[Verse 3] Step in the room like the rent overdue I don’t chase — they line up for the view I’m the boss, I don’t clock in late And I curve more dudes than the pearly gates Body insane, I don’t play fair Got ‘em prayin' for a seat, I don’t even care Got ‘em coughin’ when I drop like that 'Cause I spit so mean and I arch right back He talk slick but he fold in the sheets Put it on him once, now he textin’ receipts Told him, “Baby, I’m the whole damn deal” No knockoff — I’m the realest heel Champagne lips, attitude venom Hoes talk loud but I don’t ever sweat ’em I pop, they fizzle, I move, they stuck Whole world shook when I say, “What’s up?”
[Final Chorus] No manners, no shame, no chill He love the way I bite, then kill I don’t beg, I command that thrill Body like art, but I move for the thrill No rules when I’m on that pole Queen of the tease, I don’t sell soul Drip so cold, make the devil fold And I do it in heels, 6-inch gold
[Outro] Don’t blush, baby — you knew what it was. It’s giving main course… not your lil’ starter. Lick the plate clean. Then thank me later.

Copyright (c) 2025 Lisa Andreou * All Rights Reserved.

No manners (Feat. AYA)

“Never Alone” is a whisper in the midst of the noise — a refuge for the wounded soul. This album by Worship Stone was born from deep places: honest lyrics, atmospheric sounds, and melodies that minister. Each song is a declaration of faith for those who’ve walked through the valley, reminding them that even in silence… they were never alone.

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The time I saved a mouse and her pups from getting burnt alive in the grill.

[Verse 1]
Little Miss Mousie faced the flames of hell 
Under cover of an accommodating grill
The third burner it didn't light
Covered in insulation she stole in the night
Mouselettes were lucky they were not well done
As I gathered them up one by one

[Chorus]
Saved from Hell fire
They faced heated light
Saved from Hell fire
They were in a plight
Saved from Hell fire 
No grilled mice tonight
Saved from Hell fire
The mice are alright

[Verse 2]
I moved them to a waiting pan
With pink insulation I had at hand
I put them in a safe place well hidden
While I grilled the thighs of a Costco chicken
Cleaned the grill shut off the gas
With the mouselettes tucked deep in the grass

[Chorus]
Saved from Hell fire
They faced heated light
Saved from Hell fire
They were in a plight
Saved from Hell fire 
No grilled mice tonight
Saved from Hell fire
The mice are alright

[Bridge]
I put things in order, went in for the night
I fed the cats and turned out the lights
When morning came I wasn't thrilled
To find that Little Miss Mousie was back in the grill.

[Outro]
By the time I need to grill again
The mouselettes will be all grown up
Big, and strong, and off on their own
To tease the cats on chance they get caught
Their redemtion from hell fire
An old fool’s kindess all for nought

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