Artist: DJ Khaled f/ French Montana, Jeezy, Kodak Black Album: Major Key Song: Pick These Hoes Apart Typed by: Cedmaster3K [Intro: Kodak Black] + (Jeezy) + {Khaled} What? (uhh) {Another one, another one} (yeah) Tear ya ass apart (uhh, yeah) {D-D-D-DJ Khaled!} Ayy [Kodak Black] Ain't tryna flatter you but baby you a star I had to come after you, I seen you from afar When she walked in, I was standin' by the bar Soon I saw you girl, my dick was standin' hard And she so wet, I make that pussy fart Pussy good, I just might buy you a new car Girl you could come and meet my mom tomorrow The way you walk, I thought you was a model I'm just a regular nigga from the bottom I hope you ain't one of them hoes that like to gossip First I eat it then I +Beat It+ just like Michael Yeah I rap but I don't consider myself an idol Ain't wanna say it but I think I like you Certain shit I just gon' do because I'm prideful Let a nigga get a little close to you then inside you It's okay bae, don't be scared, I ain't gon' bite you [Chorus: Jeezy] Love 'em with your mind and never with your heart Yeah I'm shinin', don't you see me from afar? We the type of niggas pull up in new cars Sometimes you gotta pick these hoes apart She can't wait to fuck a nigga in your squad Real niggas wet your head and they shinin' hard Rolex today, that Audemar tomorrow Sometimes you gotta pick these hoes apart [Jeezy] One thing about that sack boy, I'ma run it up Your favorite trapper's favorite trapper and you the runner up Free credit say one bitch, you know I got that sauce Really got out here and got it, I'm a motherfuckin' boss Cause I call when I call, I ain't tryna catch no feelings Dick rock hard, yeah I hit her with the buildin' To all my haters, I be mad too, you gotta watch this Pull up in them 'Raris by the twos just like they chopsticks It ain't about the sprint lil nigga, it's about the marathon One time for my city bitch, they love me like I'm Farrakhan Woke up on the first, yeah I bought a couple bricks Got 'em all off then got a suite up at the Ritz [Chorus] [French Montana] Montana! Shawty cause of you, went and dropped the roof, went and got the loot Went and hit the dealer, went and dropped the deuce Tried to make her mine, I'm a hustler lookin' for a buster, baby go and find 'em See you on your Oprah gram, we can hustle, both can shine She buy the payment, I knew that, my mind's telling me don't do that My dick hard so I flew that, that fake love, we grew that Take off all that Mac and let me see the real Twisted off that batch and I can see your grill, fuck the blogs, baby chill I pick these hoes apart Fuckin' with her mind so much it started fuckin' with her heart And I just play my part - I'm just seein' if you real You wasn't with me from the start, these hoes'll tear your heart apart Montana! [Chorus] [Outro: French Montana] + (Jeezy) + {Kodak} I can't wait for her (uhh, uhh) I won't pay for her, and these bitches, they know it I told her "Take off all that Mac, let me see who you are" (uhh, yeah) Even if you love 'em, they gon' try to play you hard (hah, yeah) I pick these hoes apart {pick these hoes apart} pick these hoes apart {hoes apart} I start off with they mind then I end up with they heart {with they heart} (Pick these hoes apart, cause you never know) And even though you famous, I won't treat you like a star {fuckin' bitch} I pick these hoes apart, I pick these hoes apart (yeah) {ayy} Pick these hoes apart, pick these hoes apart {*echoes*}