(Ho-oh)
When I walk in the show, it's time to hide your hoe (ho, huh, huh)
When I step in, it's over, better hide your hoe (ho, huh, ho)
When I walk in the show, it's time to hide your hoe (bitch, hide your hoe)
When I step in, it's over, better hide your hoe (ho, ho)
I'm fitted in an all black and, no, you cannot attack
When I make friends with bitches, they say I think I'm all that
Yes, I think I'm all that, but what's the problem with that?
When I look in the mirror, I see a son of light, yeah
I'm onto level five, yeah, I'm ridin' in design', yeah
But when it's time to get it on, I flex on niggas like mad
Niggas switchin' like Nintendo, I really don't like that
I told the hoe I love her and I think she really like that
They see, they watch, they say I'm rude, but I'm not really like that
Promise love and marriage, guarantee you it's not like that
Guarantee you it's not like that
Yeah, keep the thirty round just case a nigga try it
I'm on some otherworldly shit, they keep callin' me insane
The niggas hate and say I'm whack, they bitches givin' me brain
And as much as I love brain, I love a bitch with some brains
Picture perfect, already told the nigga, "Is your head straight?"
When I walk in the show, it's time to hide your hoe (ho, huh, ho)
When I step in, it's over, better hide your hoe (better hide your hoe)
When I walk in the show, it's time to hide your hoe (better hide your hide your ho, hide your, huh, ho)
When I step in, it's over, better hide your hoe (ho, ho)