Lyrics:

[Intro: Meek Mill]

Ass so fat I need a lapdance

Somebody tell the waitress bring some fuckin' racks in

The stripper run into the pole when we back in

All gold Trinidad James on my Aston



[Hook x2: French Montana]

Its me ho, its me ho

Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho

I be on that, I be on that

I be on that, I be on that



[Verse 1: Meek Mill]

Okay, I walk up in this bitch

I fuck shit up then I leave ho

Pay your car note or get some hundred for that weed ho

Forty-five hundred blow it there go double C's ho

Michael throw birkin bag if you tell me please ho

She gon' make that ass clap

Pop that for a real nigga

I'm gon' throw that cash back, drop that on them real bitches

Murder on that pussy ho

I can't lie I kill bitches

You gon' get like every back end

Ain't true if I deal with you

Young nigga ballin' like I fuckin hit the lottery

You just want the money shorty

You ain't gotta lie to me

All these nigga hatin' on me

Know they wanna body me

Cause every time you see a nigga, I look like a robbery



[Hook x2]

Its me ho, its me ho

Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho

I be on that, I be on that

I be on that, I be on that



[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]

Uhh, Haah?

These bitches study my style on the Come Up DVD

Nicki Dibiase, D.D.T.

It's a ruff ride, E.V.E.

But I win nigga, easy three

Bad Bitch, illegal

These ugly bitches is really boostin' my ego

It's me ho, it's me ho

I'm so fucking famous I can't do shit on the D-low

Ya'll got everybody infiltrating negros

I don't believe em' they lyin' like Leos

Everything these bitches doing I already did it

Watch my World Star interviews, then they mimic



[Hook x2]

Its me ho, its me ho

Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho

I be on that, I be on that

I be on that, I be on that



[Verse 3: Fabolous]

Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho

Back on my old shit, tell them niggas breathe ho

Cuban on my collar thats a Rollie on my sleeve ho

They be swagger jackin taking styles niggas thieves ho

I fuck then I heave ho

Killed that shit now grieve ho

And dont expect no gifts tomorrow, this ain't Christmas Eve ho

I tell her like them pens we gon' get rich you just better believe ho

I make them gator bags and minked coat pet peeve ho

I guess thats just me ho

Asain chick named me-ho

Do her shit, do my bitch then you come do me ho

I be on that, represent where you be born at

Real niggas can't beat em, then you gotta join that

Where my joint at?



[Hook x2]

Its me ho, its me ho

Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho

I be on that, I be on that

I be on that, I be on that