Released: August 1, 2011

Songwriter: Watsky

[Verse 1]
Looking out my window
Talking to my cat like he's kinfolk, I sip a coke and I drink slow
I'm in limbo, no plan B
No girlfriend, I just need to meet a nympho
But I won't cause I'm more sensitive than my lymph nodes
And I give too much info
You can't unzip after saying dumb shit like
Like I hear your name every time the wind blows
I gave a chilly chick my jacket and my skin froze
And then she jacked it and just ran off with my thin clothes
I guess that shit makes her a heartbreaker in my windbreaker
I'm not tripping off the bimbos, I just think about the puns that I can spit later
She couldn't salt me, she was just a hip shaker
And to answer the question that you implied in your eyes
No, I don't think that I'm smarter than a fifth grader

[Hook]
Ladies, Ladies, Ladies
Women, women women
Honies, honies, honies
Girlies, girlies, girlies
Ladies, ladies, ladies
Bunnies, bunnies, bunnies
Women, women, women
They're my honies, honies

[Verse 2]
Reality valedictorian
Graduated to the next level and I hopped in my Delorean
Aurora borealis in my rearview, man it's glorious
Waking up at noon, I'm notorious
I'm gonna roll the dice, I'm very lucky, but fuck it
Papa needs a new pair of Huggies in this life of hard knocks
Feeling like the Hulk, I throw my enemies against the wall across the room like they were my alarm clock
After dark, car parked right on our block
Arm wrapped around the card stock chick propped up in the passenger seat for a sweet one-way heart to heart talk
I think I'm ahead of my age like I'm Dippin Dots
These women that I've dated lately really seem to think I'm odd Strange, they just nod, which is hard
Without a head on their shoulders like Ichabod Crane

[Hook]
Ladies, Ladies, Ladies
Women, women women
Honies, honies, honies
Girlies, girlies, girlies
Ladies, ladies, ladies
Bunnies, bunnies, bunnies
Women, women, women
They're my honies, honies

Watsky

A successful slam poet turned rapper, Watsky first gained attention through ‘Russell Simmons’ HBO Def Poetry,’ and a later burst of viral success for his fast rapping. At every turn, Watsky has refused to be pigeonholed, following up his speed rap success with 2013 LP Cardboard Castles, an eccentric ode to creativity, and 2014’s Anderson. Paak-produced All You Can Do. After a hiatus to work on new material, Watsky pivots again, this time to prose, returning simultaneously with the essay collection How To Ruin Everything, published by Plume/Penguin-Random House, of which Hamilton creator Lin-Manuel Miranda writes, “funny, subversive […] you find yourself nodding your head in wonder and recognition.” How To Ruin Everything debuted in the New York Times best-selling list. In total, he has created five studio albums and two live albums. Watsky released his fifth album, x INFINITY August 2016, describing it as his most ambitious project yet. Most recently, in January of 2019, he released a short album called Complaint.