Playboi Carti – CHARGE DEM HOES A FEE Lyrics
[Intro: Future]
Wheezy outta here
808 Mafia
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Skeet, skeet
Wide the Lambo kit
Widebody, woah
[Verse 1: Future]
Slide by the Lambo’ kick (Slide, slide)
Worry ’bout the Lambo’ kick
Slatty, woah, woah
Feel like fuckin’ these ratchets
All on your ho, fuckin’ her Rambo, woah, woah
Young ho, been fuckin’ a trapper
Young ho, been fuckin’ a trapper
I don’t get into the chatter
Pimpin’ ain’t did, they cappin’
She worship a nigga, I’m havin’ her
Ask me how I feel, tired, queen
Too many hunnids, can’t fit in the room
Blue room, shh-
Went past the trenches and went to the moon
Givenchy, Givenchy from 2002
Pretty lil’ Audemars straight to the crew
Choppin’ in Prada, bitch tyin’ my shoe
Take off her mink on the Patek
She go to the, go to the GOAT, you know how it go
[Chorus: Future]
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes, woo
[Interlude: Future]
Woah
Woah
Landin’ off, rr
Uh
Uh
Wrapped ’round her arm, arm
Wrapped ’round her arm, arm
Arm
Woah, woah
Arm
Arm
Big parking
[Chorus: Future]
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, woah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge)
Charge them hoes, woah (Charge)
Don’t do dumb shit, yeah
Don’t do dumb shit
Don’t do chicken shit, yeah
Don’t do cow shit
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, charge)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge)
Charge them hoes, woah (Charge)
Been through the hardest shit, yeah
Been through the hardest shit
Poppin’ mad shit, yeah
Poppin’ mad shit, yeah
[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Drive through the city
Lookin’ for a henchmen, ha
Drive through the city
Lookin’ for a wife
I’ll put his head in a bag (Ha)
I stay blammin’
Yeah, that’s me
But you don’t know I got a mans (Ha)
Gen5 came with the TEC
New Jag 5 with the tags (Ah)
I was born ready, ho, red flag (Ha)
It was already up, been there (Ha, ha)
All my hoes on a roster (Ha, ha)
All my hoes on a roster (Ha, ha)
All my hoes on a roster (Ha, ha)
Jump out the coupe, I might hit up my dental
All of these hunnids, can’t believe I’m umbrella
Look at my shooter, you know I’m rebellin’
Callin’ my guys, she handle my whips
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Charge my ho a fee
Charge my ho
Charge my ho a fee
Charge my ho a fee (Charge, charge, schyeah)
Charge my ho a fee (Charge, charge)
Charge my ho (Charge, charge)
Charge my ho a fee (Charge, charge)
[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Ain’t talkin’ publishin’, I’ll pay the fees for my Gs (Straight up)
Hermès trays and Cartier frames, I got a whole case for the plane (Woah)
Ain’t no budget I’m buggin’
They say you spent twelve million on the stage just to rage (Ha)
That’s just play money, I ain’t even playin’
Still remain and blocker La Flame
Ain’t chargin’ the game, I’m chargin’ that ho a fee
[Chorus: Future & Travis Scott]
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, woah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, yeah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, charge)
Charge them hoes, woah (Charge)
Charge three thou’ shit yeah
[?] shit
Don’t do chicken shit, yeah
Don’t do cow shit
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, charge)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge)
Charge them hoes, woah (Charge)
Been through the hardest shit, yeah
Been through the hardest shit
Poppin’ mad shit, yeah
Poppin’ mad shit, yeah
