[Intro: Mike Will Made It]
Established 1989 2.5
World, Premiere


[Hook: Chill Will]
These hoes aint got no manners

These hoes aint got no manners
These hoes aint got no manners
These hoes aint got no manners

if your man aint %#@! you need to raise your standards
trying to run up on a player you don lost your manners


[Verse 1: Chill Will]
These hoes aint got no manners
they know I cant stand em

she want it to go out to eat
I wont buy her $$# a banana
be steppin on people toes, trying to get close

and when she strike a pose, the answer is still no
cant go to the boulevard, she wanna drive me car
but you only drive my car, (*##$ only if you a star

I'm trying to eat my food, she walkin up all rude
she stare at me while I chew, I stare at her like a fool
now aint your momma taught ya, aint your daddy raise ya

on how to approach a player, this really getting this paper
ok, ok I got it, ok ok I did it
she must been on the molly thats why she actin silly


[Hook x2]


[Verse 2: Chill Will]
these hoes made me sick, they aint good for %#@!
quit spendin a ^!$$%s money, and suckin a ^!$$%s dick

sometimes it justs too funny, sometimes its just too crazy
aint known her a whole hour she wanna have my baby
I'm tellin ya at with it, I'm tellin ya aint bout it

she speakin all outta turn, hoe wait to be acknowledge
I'm tellin ya right here, I'm tellin ya right now
quit runnin up all the dressrs, she actin just like a ?

now aint your mama taught ya, aint your daddy raise ya
on how to approach a player, and this really gettin this paper
ok, ok I got it, ok ok I did it

she must been on the molly thats why she actin silly

[Hook x2]