[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, I'm for real, nah, for real

Yeah, nah, for real, yeah, yeah

Crazy man

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

That's your ho? (Yeah), that's my ho, too, yeah

Shawty on go? (Mm, yeah), shit, I'm on go, too, yeah

That's your ho? (Yeah), that's my ho, too, yeah

That's your ho? (Yeah), that's my ho, too, yeah

(Yeah, uh)

[Verse 1]

Nah, for real, crazy man

She ain't skippin' no meals, crazy man

Got talk to my bitch any kind of way 'less you pay them bills, crazy man

Her shit all real, crazy man

I'ma need me a feel, crazy man

Might get her new heels, crazy man

Fuck that, new wheels, crazy man

Girl, I swear I got crazy fans

Bitch, I rap, got crazy bands

Nobody 'round me lazy, man

SwaVay can't do it 'less you pay me, man

When she get off, I'ma give her that, yeah

Dick so good, she remember that, yeah

But I can't trust this bitch, for real

I know I ain't the only one hittin' that, yeah

[Chorus]

That's your ho? (That's your ho?)

That's my ho, too, yeah (That's my ho, too)

Shawty on go? Yeah, yeah (Shawty on go?)

Shit, I'm on go, too, yeah (Shit, I'm on go, too)

That's your ho? Yeah, yeah (Crazy man)

That's my ho, too, yeah (That's my ho, too)

That's your ho? Yeah, yeah (That's your ho? Crazy, man)

That's my ho, too, yeah

[Post-Chorus]

That's your bitch? (That's your bitch?)

For real? That's my bitch, too (That's my bitch, too)

Yeah, she throw that shit back (She throw that shit back, yeah)

She suck on that dick, too (Wait, huh, crazy man)

You made you a hit? (Yeah, crazy man)

I made me some hits too (Yeah, made me some hits)

You runnin' your mouth? (You runnin' your mouth?)

'Cause that's what a bitch do (That's what a bitch do)

[Verse 2]

Not my type, not my type

I'ma go drip in her diamonds like Saweetie

I took her to Elliott

Diamonds on Meechie

Them diamonds, they dancin'

She know I'm Chris Breezy

I'm havin' this young money, feelin' like Weezy

I cannot fuck with lil' shawty, she sneaky

She know that I'm pretty, she callin' me dreamy

I turn off the lights in this bitch and get freaky, yeah

Shawty gon' throw it, yeah, yeah

I'ma have it filmed, slow motion, yeah

She don't even know it

I make the same money, motherfucker, Terrell Owens

Yeah, that's more than bonus

I'm rappin', she partin' her legs, I'm Moses, yeah

This ain't Rick Owens

I flew to New York just to cop me the MoMA's

[Chorus]

That's your ho? (That's your ho?)

That's my ho, too, yeah (That's my ho, too)

Shawty on go? Yeah, yeah (Shawty on go?)

Shit, I'm on go, too, yeah (Shit, I'm on go, too)

That's your ho? Yeah, yeah (Crazy man)

That's my ho, too, yeah (That's my ho, too)

That's your ho? Yeah, yeah (That's your ho? Crazy, man)

That's my ho, too, yeah

[Post-Chorus]

That's your bitch? (That's your bitch?)

For real? That's my bitch, too (That's my bitch, too)

Yeah, she throw that shit back (She throw that shit back, yeah)

She suck on that dick, too (Wait, huh, crazy man)

You made you a hit? (Yeah, crazy man)

I made me some hits too (Yeah, made me some hits)

You runnin' your mouth? (You runnin' your mouth?)

'Cause that's what a bitch do (That's what a bitch do)

[Outro Skit: J-Money]

But any nigga know, in the studio, I wasn't no rapper

I was a trapper, sir, God made me do this, it just start comin' out

I start, just, bleedin' slavery, like, "Phugh"