Hoes, let's just talk about hoes Can we talk about hoes, hoes Hoes, let's just talk about hoes Can we talk about hoes, hoes
[Mannie] Let's Go!
[Wayne] You gotta talk like a pimp What's good mama, you knew better You'd do better, who better Than that nigga with the crisp white tee Icy white sneaks, jeans to a fitta You do better gettin yo ass off up in that coupe bitch Sit yo ass on that new leather and regroup bitch It's only me you bitch, on our way to tha stoop I'm the Birdman Jr., you ain't know And don't gimme that silly bullshit about you ain't, hoe I move you to my city, put yo ass in UNO I have you looking pretty hit the ave. now get tha dough That Gucci gon fit cha like you posed to be in pictures I got computer love baby Wayne a change ya image You need Wizzy them other boys just gimmicks Me, I'm just game, green, and straight physics, Is ya wit it Yea, I ain't even tryin ta hit it Imma get it when it's time ta get it Let's talk about
[Chorus] Hoes, let's just talk about hoes Can we talk about hoes, these hoes I don't love 'em Hoes, let's just talk about hoes Can we talk about hoes, these hoes Motherfuck 'em
[Wayne] Ladies and gentlemen, the great Manuella
[Mannie] I got this rat named Shelly that love Makavelli Number 5 combo meals and splashin KY jelly I have old school shorty, still drink a forty Grab the mic, start a fight, and fuck up the whole party Baby you should leave, adjust yo weave That's velcro, hell no, bitch go wit Steve I got this lead singer bitch from a popular group I would say her name, but she bought me a coupe Got this super hoe Shawna, smell like marijuana How she dig Lil Wayne, but she love the Big Tymers Got pretty girl Patrice found out I'm fuckin her niece She tried to stab me, so I grabbed her and we called the police Mister Officer, the bitch done lost it bruh She goin to jail, oh well, I be fuckin her See two dyke Spanish twins nuts pressed on they chin Will we go video, well nigga, that depends
I got old school bitches and new school hoes Female basketball players with cornrolls And I don't like short-haired girls, no not really If I do, she gotta look like the old Halle Berry Or the broke Toni Braxton, the first Lil Kim But I still take hood rats and work with them Put yo ass in a jag and I drop ya quick Give ya ass a lil game, if ya smirk ya in I'm a pimp, not a simp, like ice in my drink And I don't think twice or blink cause I'm focused Rollin in the whitest mink like I'm polar Bear, yea, let down my hair Get jazzy on a bitch like Fred Astaire Rose gold in her face get her red as glare My Bentley plum, my Mercedes pear I am lookin for a freak, mama take me there, yea