[Chorus]
Thats why yo bitch won’t a real nigga like me [x2]
She won’t to give that pussy still nigga like me [x2]
I be pimpin them hoes, i be pimpin them hoes, i be pimpin them hoes pimp pimpin them hoes
I be workin them bitches, i be workin them bitches, i be workin them bitches work workin them bitches

[Verse 1]
Weezy F. Baby the mothafuckin carter, Bitches on my stick put my name in harry potter
They think i’m very hotter yo gurl say da same, and since we like ta travel she let us run a train
And my deep hits put me in the hall of fame, i make her turn over everytime we play the game
Yo boy wayne, ask them niggas i came in a Ferrari, Jaguar switchin both lanes
Livin room in the kitchen on a plane, i get from A to B so comfortable i
Do my thang ya’ll niggas so plain, i’m so fly call me soul plane

[Chorus]
Thats why yo bitch won’t a real nigga like me [x2]
She won’t to give that pussy still nigga like me [x2]
I be pimpin them hoes, i be pimpin them hoes, i be pimpin them hoes pimp pimpin them hoes
I be workin them bitches, i be workin them bitches, i be workin them bitches work workin them bitches

[Verse 2]
2 him i’m a killer, 2 her i’m a lover
I always wear a mask, and i always wear a rubber
Yea i’m from the hood, but my crib in the suburbs
They love a nigga VIBE, so thats why i got the cover
My nigga mac maine is like a brother from another, we from the same hood we will kill a mothafucker
We eat u niggas lunch, and 2 bitches i’m supper
She ask me to go down, i’m like as long as i fuck her
I wear i lot of diamonds see baby i’m a stunna, so ride a niggas dick ahh baby bear hummer
And homie u can have her cause i don’t really won’t her, u put the dick in her i put the dick on her

[Chorus]
Thats why yo bitch won’t a real nigga like me [x2]
She won’t to give that pussy still nigga like me [x2]
I be pimpin them hoes, i be pimpin them hoes, i be pimpin them hoes pimp pimpin them hoes
I be workin them bitches, i be workin them bitches, i be workin them bitches work workin them bitches

[Verse 3]
I’m hotter than firer, she wetter than a bitch
These niggas really pussy, and i’m harder than my dick
I show to much love for u to be a hatter, i ain’t home everyday but i’m gettin my paper
I know wuts going on cause i’m creater, and since i’m so early holla at um later
I sound like sex comin through the fadder, (BITCH) i’m the president not the mayor

[Chorus]
Thats why yo bitch won’t a real nigga like me [x2]
She won’t to give that pussy still nigga like me [x2]
I be pimpin them hoes, i be pimpin them hoes, i be pimpin them hoes pimp pimpin them hoes
I be workin them bitches, i be workin them bitches, i be workin them bitches work workin them bitches

[Lil Wayne]
Look look look – don’t play with me
Look look look
Huh? Huh? Look
Let’s get the pistols out the trunk, let’s get ready to bust things
Leave a nigga block full of nothin’ but guts, brains
Ain’t no way, nowhere that these niggas could duck flames
My guns up for and tellin’ all to suck Wayne
I’m runnin’ with a clique that just be thuggin’ heavy
Plus I’m runnin’ in them bricks, cook it, cut it, sell it
One time for my daddy, Rabbit, up in Heaven
Ever since my nigga died I’ve been strapped up and ready
Come and get it – it’s Wheezy Whee, the hottest ever
Now this fella gon’ get bullets inside his sweater
I’m just terror, or better yet, horror or drama
And tomorrow I’ma hit the block and barrow your momma
Beef with me, you’re swimmin’ in water with sharks and piranhas
Revolvers and choppers got all your partners callin’ the coppers
And for the grand finale, I might pull up in a tan Denali
When I hop out, in my hand is a Calico sprayin’ your family

[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
Don’t play with me – I wish you would
I’ma hit your hood, then split your hood
You bet’ not play with me cause I cock my gun
I pop my gun
Better hide and run

Niggas bet’ not play with me cause I wish you would
I’ma hit your hood, then split your hood
Niggas bet’ not play with me cause I cock my gun
And I pop my gun
Better hide and run

[Lil Wayne]
What is this that done got me in your district? Twist it
Now everybody got dots on they heads like Egyptians
I’m tipsy – I’ve been sippin’ on that Hennessy, people
Then it get deeper, I start shootin’ up innocent people
Seventeen creeper is who I – what I – be, dog
The clip slide in the four-five, then it blow five
In heat, dog? It’s your life or me, dog
On four tires, or feet, dog
I still be on the block sweepin’
Nobody is not sleepin’
Got me in all black with a gun in a palm
Run in his home, start shootin’, hit his son in the dome
Dummy, it’s on – ain’t gon’ be no relaxin’ and stuff
cause when I come through mashin’ the truck, I’m blastin’ a pump
and passin’ a blunt – me circle, wants to see if he dead
Gotta be sure cause niggas promised me a ki if he dead
But, dog, you get it raw if you are with the kid
I’ll push your baby momma car off the bridge
Huh?!

[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
Bet’ not play with me cause I wish you would
I’ma hit your hood, then split your hood
Niggas bet’ not play with me cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun
Better hide and run

Niggas bet’ not play with me cause I wish you would
I’ma hit your hood, then split your hood
Niggas bet’ not play with me cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun
Better hide and run

[Lil Wayne]
You might catch me with bandanas and strapped T
On the back street of your block in the back seat
I’ma cap three at the first coward I up and see
I’ma bust the piece and knock his body a couple of feet
When I rush your front door, you get a few to your stomach
Hope they dress you up nice because your funeral Sunday
Nigga shouldn’t've played tough – wouldn’t've got his head bust
Now your whole livin’ room is full of pink and red stuff
Now you’re gatted up, full of that vodka and weed – add it up
Fresh platted up, your T-shirt all tatted up
Crack in the tongue of my kicks
Plus I got a gun on my hip, and I’m runnin’ the strip
I know you see me: Little Wheezy killaholeezy
A hundred rounds from the chopper leave ‘em real sleepy
You know how we be smellin’ weedy up in our clothes
Cutthroatin’, connivin’ killers, but that’s all I know
Huh? Huh? Huh?

[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
Bet’ not play with me cause I wish you would
I’ma hit your hood, then split your hood
Nigga, bet’ not play with me cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun
Better hide and run

Niggas bet’ not play with me – boy, I wish you would
I’ma hit your hood, then split your hood
Niggas bet’ not play with me cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun
Better hide and run

Niggas bet’ not play with me cause I wish you would
I’ma hit your hood, then split your hood
Niggas bet’ not play with me cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun
Better hide and run

Niggas bet’ not play with me – boy, I wish you would
I’ma hit your hood, then split your hood
Niggas bet’ not play with me cause I cock my gun
Then I pop my gun
Better hide and run

Niggas bet’ not play with me
Look, uh-huh (uh-huh uh-huh)
Look look look
Look look look
Whoa

I said im stepping out with my niggas tonight
Its young money bitch and
You can do whoever you like
You can do whoever you like
I said gutta gutta, t-streets, drizzy, drake, mack main, jae millz, tyga tyga
You can do whoever you like
You can do whoever you like

I said im stepping out with my niggas tonight
Its young money bitch and
You can do whoever you like
You can do whoever you like
Yea gutta gutta, t-streets, drizzy, drake, mack main, jae millz, tyga tyga
You can do whoever you like
You can do whoever you like

Baby we are so live you aint gotta check for a pulse
Its young money
But you can call us multiple choice
See you can choose me
Choose mack or gudda gudd, streets, drizzy, drake, tyga tyga
Or all the above
But no fallin in love
We just f**k until we fall out and we fall asleep
You wanna uptown hustla you can call on me
Im jae millz for my money I make moves
Like a R8 on the open street
I know youre nasty I can see it in your eyes
I can tell how you move its written all in your vibe
So f**k ya man cuz what he livin is a lie
He commercial its only 10 seats on them planes that we fly
Plus im fly
And no exaggeration but im so high f**k a plane
Ill get you to your destination
Holla at ya mizzan its young money
Life is good f**k the forecast cuz everyday is sunny

Whatever you like
Yea you can pick the weather you like
Ok
jae millz, Gutta gutta, taz po, t-streets, mack main, tyga tyga
You can do whoever you like
You can do whoever you like

Umm..
They ask me am I single and I tell em hell no
They ask who I go with I say whoever wanna go
And we can go wherever you like
They ask me am I single and I tell em hell no
They ask who im f**kin I say whoever wanna know
And I can f**k whoever I like