Texty: Lil' Wayne. Ask Dem Hoes.

See she all on my dick
'Cause I make a lot of money
But I unno why
'Cause gets nothing

Bring it back all on my dick
'Cause I make a lot of money
But I unno why
'Cause she gets nothing from me

She only get dick
Way down in her tummy
N 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 spin
So I can fell good
When I'm hitting it from behind

I'm crack rock fresh
Baby, I'm that boss
Yea, put me in a pot
And watch I come back hard

Yea put me on that block
And watch I come back rich
Now she done put me in that pussy
She ain't come back since

Ask dem hoes, yea ask dem
Ask dem hoes about me, ask dem hoes
Uh, huh, yea ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me

Ima beast, ask dem hoes
Ima dog, ask dem hoes
Ima beast, ask dem hoes
Ima dog, ask dem hoes

Bitch, Ima beast, ask dem hoes
Hoe, Ima dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch, Ima beast, ask dem hoes
Hoe, Ima dog, ask dem hoes

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, snifin' like dem hoes
About to hold up

Scarface bitch
Cocaine by the pie
Got them hoes, snifin' like dem hoes
About to cry

Ms Myspace
Don't blow my high
I download hard dick
To your hard drive

Den she got on her knees
And soon we locked eyes
She caught it like it was a routine pop fly
I'm dope boy fresh

New jeans, new everything
Dem bitches want me like a wedding ring
I told her dat I'm married to the money
Committed to the cash
All I see is pussy, titties and the ass

Ask dem hoes, yea ask dem
What to do ask dem hoes about me?
Ask dem hoes
Uh, huh yea ask dem hoes
What they do ask dem hoes about me?

Ima beast, ask dem hoes
Ima dog, ask dem hoes
Ima beast, ask dem hoes
Ima dog, ask dem hoes

Bitch, Ima beast, ask dem hoes
Hoe, Ima dog, ask dem hoes
Bitch, Ima beast, ask dem hoes
Hoe, Ima dog, ask dem hoes

Call me Wezzy F. bitch
I'm straight from the street
Dope game is sour
And the dope is sweet

I live in the tower
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 up

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, I will sue her
Got some hungry ass lawyers
That would eat her up and chew her

I don't know why you love her
I wish, I never knew her
She only give 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

Its money over bitches
Cash, money over bitches
Young money over bitches
Get money from them bitches
I do

Ask dem hoes, yea ask dem
Ask dem hoes about me, ask dem hoes
Uh, huh, yea ask dem hoes
Ask dem hoes about me

Ima beast, ask dem hoes
Ima dog, ask dem hoes