[Intro]
What, what them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What, what them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What, what them niggas doing? Charging these hoes

[Hook]
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing?
(Hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoes)
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What, what them niggas doing?

[Verse 1: DJ Paul & Juicy J]
What the true playas doing? Oh, they making these hoes
Pay the mothafuckin' cost, to the real muthafuckin' boss
Pimpin' is how I make my livin', you fools need to keep payin'
Bitch, that's why you gettin' poor, I'm sturdy getting rich
Why they payin' these hoes, I can't figure it out
'Cause bitch could be chewin'
And screwin' the whole fuckin' Backyard
And not get a dime let out, for what? Hoe, I don't need ya
What? I'm gonna eat ya? bitch, I'm 'bout to beat ya
And what's up with them hoes who
Made the song "Chewing Ass Nigga"
Tramp-ass bitches, you forgot that
I had the picture from the camcorder
In the closet, caught you hoes slippin'
These bitches be gettin' mad when
They hear their name on the tape, they start to trippin'
That's how it is fuckin' with a (draykcaB) nigga
My nigga Lord Infamous got fingers on the trigger
Aimin' for your face, lettin' you hoes know the score
Yo, Juicy, what them niggas doing?
(They charging these hoes, mane)

[Hook]
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing?
(Hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoes)
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing?

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
I met a little freak bitch, who always wore tight shit
Had five kids and her pussy had a tight grip
The first of the month came, the first of the month came
I saw the mailman comin', now it's time to run game
Give me half the check, bitch, niggas like me never quit
Big nose red bitch, let your lips meet my dick
Pay up the money for the runnin' of my cum on your tongue
Juicy "Low Down" J will never get sprung
Never was your friend, see? All a nigga want is cheese
McDonald's, Crystal's, Burger King, Wendy's
Whatever kind of check it is, chargin' hoes is my biz'
D-Magic, Project Pat, I know my nigga down for his
Yeah, you hoes know the score
Wanna fuck? Give that dough
Credit cards, crazy checks, all that type of shit'll go
To you little dirty freaks, keep my name out your mouth
Unless you want a job, bitch, that's what I'm talkin' about

[Hook]
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing?
(Hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoes)
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What them niggas doing? Charging these hoes
What, what them niggas doing?