Ayy, what's happenin homie?
This yo lil' woe Plies, man (shawty)
Ayy, Pain I want you tell 'em 'bout your shawty, homie
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'ma tell 'em 'bout mine, dawg

Even though I'm not your man, your not my girl
I'ma call you my shawty
'Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad
I'll beat his ass for my shawty
And we ain't did nothin' that we ain't supposed to do
'Cause you my shawty (oh-oh)
Baby girl, you know I be home, keep me on the ringtone, shawty (yeah)
Sing it to me, girl

Soon as I seen her, shit, told her I'd pay for it
Lil mama the baddest thing 'round and she already know it
I pointed at the donk and told her, "This 'posed to be yours" (haha)
Showed her a couple stacks and told her I'd let her blow it
The hottest nigga in the city, baby, you can't ignore it
I showed her I was a real nigga and she went for it
First time I caught her, shit, she ain't even know how to throw it back
Now she an animal, I got her sex game right (game right)
I taught her how to talk to me while she take pipe
And opened her up and showed her what a real nigga like
I told her, "I don't usually do this, I don't fuck on the first night
'Cause after I beat ya, baby, I'm liable to fuck up ya whole life"
I got her trained now, now she suck me with ice
I call her my lil' bust it baby, 'cause she keep it tight
Whenever I tell her to bust it, ain't gotta tell her twice
Whenever I wanna get off, she know how to get me right

Even though I'm not your man, your not my girl
I'ma call you my shawty
'Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad
I'll beat his ass for my shawty
And we ain't did nothin' that we ain't supposed to do
'Cause you my shawty (oh-oh)
Baby girl, you know I be home, keep me on the ringtone, shawty (yeah)
Sing it to me, girl

Whoa (whoa), who-who-whoa (whoa)
Whoa, whoa, who-who-whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Whoa, whoa (whoa), who-who-whoa (shawty)
Whoa (whoa), who-who-whoa (whoa)
Whoa, whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Whoa, whoa (whoa), who-who-whoa (shawty)
Shawty, who-who-who-whoa, oh

I love to show her off, 'cause all the dope boys want her
Know why they wanna beat bae, look at all that ass on her (haha)
Look how that pussy sit up in them shorts, you gotta want her
Love when she act like she bowlegged and bend the corner
She proud to be fuckin me, 'cause how I'm stuntin on 'em
It feel good to be fuckin' a real nigga, don't it? (it feel good, don't it?)
Ain't called her in two days, gotta let her mind wonder
But when she miss me, she call to tell me to jump on her
That's why I don't mind breakin' her off, 'cause she ain't with the drama
If you done repped it before, you know I done cuff lil' mama
You know she gotta be somethin', 'cause I done beat her hunda
Babe snatchin', not now, I'm tellin ya, I promise
I exposed her to real, and now she hate lame
'Member she used to run from me, now she like pain
She call me sometimes just to ask me is it her thing
Ever since I ran up in shawty she ain't been the same

Even though I'm not your man, your not my girl
I'ma call you my shawty
'Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad
I'll beat his ass for my shawty
And we ain't did nothin' that we ain't supposed to do
'Cause you my shawty (oh-oh)
Baby girl, you know I be home, keep me on the ringtone, shawty (yeah)
Sing it to me, girl

Whoa (whoa), who-who-whoa (whoa)
Whoa, whoa, who-who-whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Whoa, whoa (whoa), who-who-whoa (shawty)
Whoa (whoa), who-who-whoa (whoa)
Whoa, whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Whoa, whoa (whoa), who-who-whoa (shawty)
Shawty, who-who-who-whoa, oh

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Writer(s): Algernod Washington, Christopher Gholson, Eduardo Del Barrio, Faheem Najm, Ferrell Miles, Maurice White, Verdine White