Lyrics:

Hey! Hey bitch!
What the fuck? You can't hear or something?
Hey, look, ho
You looking for a motherfuckin' thug?

Hey you, (Who, me?) that's right (What's up?)
Let's go somewhere, so I can lace you up
I need a thug bitch, about as raw as they come
Hold me down, hold my dick, cover my shit, it's on
Hey you, (Who, me?) that's right (What's up?)
Let's go somewhere, so I can lace you up
I need a thug bitch, about as raw as they come
Hold me down, hold my dick, cover my shit, it's on

Hey love, do them titties got a name?
This is dead body game, let me see you shakin' something
I ain't impressed by hoes with attitudes
I'm impressed by the way them hoes is mad at you
I ain't spendin' honey, real G's don't share funds
I ain't sensitive like Brian McKnight, I'm tryin' to fuck
Remy and Coke, dick all in and out of your throat
Until that bitch started to choke, no joke

Hey you, (Who, me?) that's right (What's up?)
Let's go somewhere, so I can lace you up
I need a thug bitch, about as raw as they come
Hold me down, hold my dick, cover my shit, it's on
Hey you, (Who, me?) that's right (What's up?)
Let's go somewhere, so I can lace you up
I need a thug bitch, about as raw as they come
Hold me down, hold my dick, cover my shit, it's on

Hey, bitch, do your mama know you outside
Hanging in the passenger window, of my hoo-ride
And I can barely see the ass
Stacked off in the pants, and she talking real fast
The bitch kinda smelled like fish and chips
But boy did she have a set of dick-sucking lips
Told her what she wanted to hear, so I could get all in her cat
Dead homie all up in her cat, now picture that

Hey you, (Who, me?) that's right (What's up?)
Let's go somewhere, so I can lace you up
I need a thug bitch, about as raw as they come
Hold me down, hold my dick, cover my shit, it's on
Hey you, (Who, me?) that's right (What's up?)
Let's go somewhere, so I can lace you up
I need a thug bitch, about as raw as they come
Hold me down, hold my dick, cover my shit, it's on

Hey bitch ho, I need a thug bitch ho
What you say you let me keep ahold of all your bankroll
I won't spend it all in one place
And I can shoot a load to cover your whole waist
All up in your face like a true thug, all in your shit
In my eyes, you only worth what you come with
I run shit like your pockets
But what about the 'dro? Come on, you know I got 'em

Hey you, (Who, me?) that's right (What's up?)
Let's go somewhere, so I can lace you up
I need a thug bitch, about as raw as they come
Hold me down, hold my dick, cover my shit, it's on
Hey you, (Who, me?) that's right (What's up?)
Let's go somewhere, so I can lace you up
I need a thug bitch, about as raw as they come
Hold me down, hold my dick, cover my shit, it's on