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Jeeezy 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 taking 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 saying something? Can't believe this shit
But if you really got six hoes. I'm finna leave this bitch

Swear to God on my life I do
Hurry up they singing "everywhere you want me to"
Yeah that thick bitch here, the one that wanted you
Taking shots, throwing 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 ladders, these the big pair
Know my hoes the coldest, damn I coulda been from Big Bear
Now this nigga watching all my stories, think his bitch here
Finna figure out the ones that's fucking, send the rest home

I just told em what you said nigga, nothing less
I think we need more bitches, this ain't fun yet

Bitches greet me pulling 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
But how my bitch know we out? What the fuck you pull?
Turn the Sprite to a caramel frappe, what the fuck you pour?
Jeeezy where my drank at? I'm looking 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 doe

Their saying he used to hang with us. I don't remember doe
Two thousand dollar hoodie, you don't hear me doe

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 talking about the hoes that they never bring
I'm on Sixty Seventh getting wings at C&W
Told Jeeezy "keep stepping", never let these niggas humble you

Jeeezy what you on? Yeah I'm at the Ritz
911, I need your help, I'm all alone with six

Alright get them bitches phones, we ain't taking pics
Why the fuck you just saying something? Can't believe this shit