Jeezy what you on? Yeah I'm at the Ritz
911, I need your help I'm all alone with six
Yeah, all these bitches ready, ain't gotta tell 'em shit
Alright, get them bitches' phones, we ain't takin' pics
This the one I want to grab, would you look at this?
Went out with my bitch and all her fam we finna eat real quick
Why the fuck you just sayin somethin? Can't believe this shit
But if you really got six hoes, I'm finna leave this bitch (Yeah I do)
Swear to God, on my life, I do
Hurry up, they singing every word they want me to
Yeah, that thick bitch here, the one that wanted you
Takin' shots, throwin ass, I got em settled in and comfortable
I walked in, she like, "There go Jeeezy" they like, "Bitch, where?"
Bitches on me, said she like my Lavers, these the big pair
Doin' hoes the coldest, damn, I could've been from Big Bear
Why this nigga watchin' all my stories? Think his bitch here
Finna figure out the ones that's fuckin, send the rest home
I just told 'em what you said, nigga, nothin' less
I think we need more bitches, this ain't fun yet
Bitches greet me, pullin' down my pants, ain't got a hug yet
Let's act like we gotta leave to make these bitches go
Let's grab the stripper hoes from Cheetahs, they get off at four
Alright, nigga, say no more (Say no more)
But how my bitch know we out? What the fuck you post?
Turn a Sprite to a caramel frappé, what the fuck you pour?
Jeeezy, where my drank? I'm lookin' for it, yeah, I know you know
I don't touch niggas' drank, nigga, I don't know
You the last nigga I seen with it, nigga, where it go?
Nigga, look up in the freezer, oh, I see it, here it go
I could round up all the bitches, you could call me merry-go
Knew exactly who her nigga was, I ain't tell her though
Nigga sayin' he used to hang with us, I don't remember though
Two thousand dollar hoodie, you don't hear me though
Yeah, I see you, I'm in Maxfield with Saint Michaels on
Prada bucket, yeah, that's what type of time I'm on
Let's go out of town to crack some bitches we ain't never seen
Niggas always talkin' 'bout the hoes that they never bring
I'm on 65th eatin' wings at C&W
Told Jeeezy, "Keep steppin', never let these niggas humble you"
Told DJ, "We them niggas, let these bitches outnumber you"
Jeeezy, what you on? I'm at the Ritz
911, I need your help, I'm all alone with six
Yeah, all these bitches ready, ain't gotta tell 'em shit
Alright, get them bitches' phones, we ain't takin' pics
This the one I want to grab, would you look at this?
Went out with my bitch and all her fam, we finna eat real quick
Why the fuck you just sayin' somethin'? Can't believe this shit
(Thought I did)
But if you really got six hoes, I'm finna leave this bitch