[Intro: Plies]
Hey what's happenin' homie
Dis ya boy plies man
Hey Pain I want you to tell 'em bout your shawty homie
And I'm gon' tell em bout mine, yo
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Even though I'm not your man, you're not my girl
I'ma call you my (shawty)
Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad
I beat his ass for my (shawty)
And we ain't did nothin' that we ain't supposed to do
Cause you my (shawty), whoa
Baby girl you know I be home
Keep me on the ringtone (shawty)
Sing it to me girl
[Verse 1: Plies]
Soon as I seen her shit, told her I'd pay for it
Lil mama the baddest thing 'round here, she already know it
I pointed at the donk and told her this supposed to be yours
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 a animal, I got her sex 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, ain't gotta tell her twice
Whenever I wanna get off she know how to get me right
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Whoa W-W-Whoa Whoa Whoa Whooooa Whoa Whoa
Whoa W-W-Whoa, Shawtyyyyy
Whoa W-W-Whoa Whoa Whoa Whooooa Whoa Whoa
Whoa W-W-Whoa, Shawtyyyyy
[Verse 2: Plies]
I love to show her off, cause all the dope boys want her
Know why they wanna beat bad, look all that ass on her
Look how that pussy sit up in them shorts, you gotta want her
Love when she act like she bow-legged and bend the corner
She proud to be fuckin' me, cause I'm stuntin on 'em
It feel good to be fuckin' a real nigga don't'uh
Ain't called her in 2 days, gotta let her mind wonder
But when she miss me, she call to tell me to jump on her
Thats why I don't mind breakin her off
Cause she ain't with the drama
If you done ripped her before, you know how to cuff lil mama
You know she gotta be somethin', cause I done beat her under
Babe snatch it down there, 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
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Whoa W-W-Whoa Whoa Whoa Whooooa Whoa Whoa
Whoa W-W-Whoa, Shawtyyyyy
Whoa W-W-Whoa Whoa Whoa Whooooa Whoa Whoa
Whoa W-W-Whoa, Shawtyyyyy