Lady (Live) D'Angelo

[Intro]
Where all my ladies at?
All my ladies, make some noise
Ow

[Chorus]
You're my lady
(Shout-out to my queens)
You’re my lady
(You're my, you're my)
You’re my lady
(My, my, my baby, oh baby)
You're my lady
(Mmm, mmm)

[Verse 1]
Don't think I don't see them looking at ya
All of them wishing they could have ya
And as a matter of fact, uh
A bunch of 'em are itchin' for you to scratch 'em
I'm tired of hiding what we feel
I’m tryna come with the real
And I’m gonna make it known
'Cause I want them to know

[Chorus]
You’re my lady
(You're my lady, yeah, yeah)
You're my lady
(Mmm, you're my, you’re my)
(Shout-out to all the queens out there, all the beautiful ladies)
You'rе my lady
(My divine, my divine lady)
(This is for you, love you)
You'rе my lady
(Oh, oh) (To my fly sistas, yeah)