Released: October 20, 2007
Songwriter: Lil Wayne
Producer: STREETRUNNER
[Intro]
Yeaaa buddy
Weezy F. Baby Baby
Yeah, my type of shit
See, when I do what I do, I do it
I said; when I do what I do, I do it
That right
[Verse 1]
See, she all on my dick
Cause I make a lot of money
But I don't know why
Cause she gets none; bring it back
All on my dick
Cause I make a lot of money
But I dunno why
Cause she gets none from me
She only get dick
Way down in her tummy
And she tell all of her friends
Now her friends wanna; bring it back
Only get dick
Way down in her tummy
And she tell all of her friends
Now her friends wanna fuck me
I'm lookin in the mirror
And I see a dollar sign
I had a CAT scan
And I had money on my mind
I tell a bitch
Go and get my name on ya spine
So I can feel good
When I'm hittin it from behind
I'm crack rock fresh
Baby I'm that boy
Now put me in a pot
And watch I come back hard
Yea, put me on the block
And watch I come back rich
Now she done put me in that pussy
She ain't come back since
Hah!
[Hook]
Ask dem hoes
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
Ask dem hoes
Mmhmm
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes about me
[Verse 2]
Hat to the side
Rims on the ride
It can't fit in my pocket
And I don't have to; hold up
Hat to the side
Rims on the ride
It can't fit in my pocket
And I don't have to cock it
Scarface, bitch
Cocaine by the pie
Got them hoes sniffin
Like them hoes about to; hold up
Scarface, bitch
Cocaine by the pie
Got them hoes sniffin
Like them hoes about to cry
Ms. MySpace
Don't blow my high
I download hard dick
To your hard drive
Then she got on her knees
That's when we locked eyes
She caught it
Like it was a routine pop fly
I'm dope boy fresh
New jeans, new everything
Them bitches want me like a wedding ring
I told her that I'm married to the money
Committed to the cash
All I see is pussy, titties, and the ass
[Hook]
Ask dem hoes
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
Ask dem hoes
Mmhmm
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes about me
[Verse 3]
Call me Weezy F., bitch
I'm straight from the street
The dope game is sour
And the dope is sweet
I live in the towers
Got a scope on the heat
Hit you from 100 feet
We don't even have to meet
Ya bitch love me
We don't even have to meet
But if I run into her
Believe me I will; hold on
Ya bitch love me
We don't even have to meet
But if I run into her
Believe me I will do her
And if that bitch is crazy
Believe me I will sue her
Got some hungry-ass lawyers
That will eat her up and chew her
I don't know how you love her
I wish I never knew her
She only gave me brain
She was just another tutor
She blew my whole band
I was just another tuba
Now get off my dick
And get lost in Aruba
It's money over bitches
Cash Money over bitches
Young Money over bitches
Get money from them bitches
I do!
[Hook]
Ask dem hoes
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
Ask dem hoes
Mmhmm
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes about me
Yeaaa buddy
Weezy F. Baby Baby
Yeah, my type of shit
See, when I do what I do, I do it
I said; when I do what I do, I do it
That right
[Verse 1]
See, she all on my dick
Cause I make a lot of money
But I don't know why
Cause she gets none; bring it back
All on my dick
Cause I make a lot of money
But I dunno why
Cause she gets none from me
She only get dick
Way down in her tummy
And she tell all of her friends
Now her friends wanna; bring it back
Only get dick
Way down in her tummy
And she tell all of her friends
Now her friends wanna fuck me
I'm lookin in the mirror
And I see a dollar sign
I had a CAT scan
And I had money on my mind
I tell a bitch
Go and get my name on ya spine
So I can feel good
When I'm hittin it from behind
I'm crack rock fresh
Baby I'm that boy
Now put me in a pot
And watch I come back hard
Yea, put me on the block
And watch I come back rich
Now she done put me in that pussy
She ain't come back since
Hah!
[Hook]
Ask dem hoes
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
Ask dem hoes
Mmhmm
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes about me
[Verse 2]
Hat to the side
Rims on the ride
It can't fit in my pocket
And I don't have to; hold up
Hat to the side
Rims on the ride
It can't fit in my pocket
And I don't have to cock it
Scarface, bitch
Cocaine by the pie
Got them hoes sniffin
Like them hoes about to; hold up
Scarface, bitch
Cocaine by the pie
Got them hoes sniffin
Like them hoes about to cry
Ms. MySpace
Don't blow my high
I download hard dick
To your hard drive
Then she got on her knees
That's when we locked eyes
She caught it
Like it was a routine pop fly
I'm dope boy fresh
New jeans, new everything
Them bitches want me like a wedding ring
I told her that I'm married to the money
Committed to the cash
All I see is pussy, titties, and the ass
[Hook]
Ask dem hoes
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
Ask dem hoes
Mmhmm
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes about me
[Verse 3]
Call me Weezy F., bitch
I'm straight from the street
The dope game is sour
And the dope is sweet
I live in the towers
Got a scope on the heat
Hit you from 100 feet
We don't even have to meet
Ya bitch love me
We don't even have to meet
But if I run into her
Believe me I will; hold on
Ya bitch love me
We don't even have to meet
But if I run into her
Believe me I will do her
And if that bitch is crazy
Believe me I will sue her
Got some hungry-ass lawyers
That will eat her up and chew her
I don't know how you love her
I wish I never knew her
She only gave me brain
She was just another tutor
She blew my whole band
I was just another tuba
Now get off my dick
And get lost in Aruba
It's money over bitches
Cash Money over bitches
Young Money over bitches
Get money from them bitches
I do!
[Hook]
Ask dem hoes
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
Ask dem hoes
Mmhmm
Yea, ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch I'm a beast, ask dem hoes
Ho I'm a dog, ask dem hoes about me
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