Hoes - Lil Wayne ft. Mannie Fresh

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

Let's go

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 two or better

You'd do better gettin' your ass off up in that coupe, bitch

Sit your ass on that new leather and regroup, bitch

It's only me, you bitch, on our way to the stu'

I'm the Birdman Jr., you ain't know?

And don't give me that silly bullshit about you ain't ho

I'll move you to my city, put your ass in UNO

I'll have you lookin' pretty, hit the ave. now get the dough

That Gucci gon' fit you like you're 'posed to be in pictures

I got computer love, baby, Wayne'll change your image

You need Weezy, them other boys just gimmicks

Me, I'm just game, green, and straight physics, Is you with it?

Yeah, I ain't even tryna hit it

I'ma get it when it's time to get it, let's talk about

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes (Okay, okay)

Can we talk about hoes? (Okay, okay, okay, okay), these hoes (Okay, okay, okay, okay)

I don't love 'em

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes (Yeah)

Can we talk about hoes? (Okay, okay), these hoes (Ladies and gentlemen, the great Manuella)

Motherfuck 'em

I got this rat named Shelly that love Makaveli

Number-five combo meals and splashin' KY jelly

Out with old-school shorty, still drink a forty

Grab the mic, start a fight, and fuck up the whole party

Baby, you should leave, adjust your weave

That's velcro? Hell no, bitch, go with Steve

Got this lead-singer bitch from a popular group

I would say her name, but she bought me a coupe

Got this Hoover ho Shawna, smell like marijuana

She dig Lil Wayne, but she love the Big Tymers

Got a pretty girl Patrice, found out I'm fuckin' her niece

She tried to stab her, so I grabbed her and we called the police

Mister officer (Officer), the bitch done lost it, bruh (Lost it, bruh)

She goin' to jail, oh well, I'll be fuckin' her (Fuckin' her)

See two dyke Spanish twins, nuts pressed on they chins

Will we go video? Well, nigga, that depends

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes (Okay, okay)

Can we talk about hoes? (Action, haha), these hoes (That's right, mama)

I don't love 'em

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes (See, this right here is on-screen pimpin', off-screen pimpin', you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)

Can we talk about hoes? (I'm sittin' in the director chair with my name on the back), these hoes (Yeah, what up, Young Mal?)

Motherfuck 'em (Young Jay, yeah)

I got old-school bitches and new-school hoes

Female basketball players with cornrows

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 hoodrats and work with them

Put your ass in a Jag' and I jerk it quick

Give your ass a lil' game, if you smirk, you're 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, yeah, 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, yeah

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes (See, what you got right here is Mannie Fresh and your boy Lil Weezy, man)

Can we talk about hoes? (We pimp in a major way, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?), these hoes (This what we came out to do, this how we gon' go down doin' it, big)

I don't love 'em (That's right)

Hoes (What's good, mama?), let's just talk about hoes (Ain't no motherfuckin' time in this world for you to be mean, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)

Can we talk about hoes? (Just keep everything soft, sweet, and clean), these hoes (Is that cool ice or genius, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)

Motherfuck 'em

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes (The way you wearin' 'em, I really can't tell, but all I know is you fine as hell)

Can we talk about hoes? (So what's good, is you fuckin' with me or is you fuckin' me or am I fuckin' you?), these hoes (Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? I ain't tryna throw my back out, maybe I'll throw yours out)

I don't love 'em (I ain't throwin' no cash out, but you can throw that ass out)

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes (Come back to dad's house and give it back to me)

Can we talk about hoes? (Ice, what's good? Just lay it right there on the table, keep everything stable, man), these hoes (Ayy, Rell)

Motherfuck 'em

These hoes is responsibility crooked, man, and a player like me is financially straight

All they lookin' for is a pad and I'ma cut the grass, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

That's what's good, man

Holla at your boy, baby

Wayne