(feat. La' Chat) Wup that hoe [x13] [Chorus x2: Yo Gotti] Wup that hoe, Wup that hoe (she fucked yo baby daddy) Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shit I aint mad at ya) Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shawty violating) Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shawty been hating) [Verse 1:] There were two hoes, Yo Gotti, one couple hearin Who be hollering look at that hoe fucking her friend Knowing 'bout the beef and shit I gone tuck my eyesPop my collar, hit my boy and let these hoes fight Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee Shawty got a right like she Laila Ali Thats just my baby mama And her best friend Coming out they stilettos to do these hoes in U fucked the wrong nigga Caught the wrong bitch Hit the wrong club, and got yo ass kicked I fuck wit hood hoes Them hoes stay jacking Look at shawty weave I'm like dammmmnnnn what happened [Chorus: x2] Wup that hoe [x13] [Verse 2: Lil' Chat] The hoe done fucked my baby daddy Now the hoe is out here braggin' When I see the hoe, through the door her ass Im gone be draggin' Bitch I be ya mad What you did hoe is nothing But I gotta beat yo ass cuz you think you did something I aint fucked up bout no nigga Niggas coming by the dozen I be with da shit, my paper is thick, like niggas kill they cousin Talkin shit now I cant go Throw dem thangs on dat hoe See you buckin in da club before you know you on da floor I be strapped like jab in the back Beat dem killers thats gone attack Hoe you know its gone be on when you talking about fucking off with Lil' Chat Bust these bitches with a bottle Naw I'll bust you with my popper Hoe you really don't want no problem cuz my 38 will resolve them Hoe you fresh straight out the mall Brand new set, get staright, get dirt Shit its gonna help you get blazed up cuz you'll get smoked just like some perk I don't play no games with these bitches Lil' Chat straight gone let you know If you disrespect my gangsta Imma staright up wup you hoe! (straight up wup you hoe) [Chorus: x2] [Verse 3:] My main girl trippin', she think Im fucking off Ask me 'bout some bitches, I had to play it off Told me if she catch me then she gone cut a shine Found a couple rubbers but I told her they weren't mine She checked my phone, she watched my home, she searched my clothes She asked me 'bout Where I'm at and who I'm with She tryna figure pimpin out She cursed me out said I'm a dog She sitting here crying and saying I'm wrong Calling my phone all through the night and ask me when I'm coming home Rule number 1, if shawty from the projects Niggas takin' care of, you hoes better respect that Nigga got her pregnant, you hoes better respect that Where I'm from hoes get guns and leave hoes wet [Chorus: x2] Wup that hoe, wup that hoe ['til fade out]
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Copy to Clipboard: (feat. La' Chat) Wup that hoe [x13] [Chorus x2: Yo Gotti] Wup that hoe, Wup that hoe (she fucked yo baby daddy) Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shit I aint mad at ya) Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shawty violating) Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shawty been hating) [Verse 1:] There were two hoes, Yo Gotti, one couple hearin Who be hollering look at that hoe fucking her friend Knowing 'bout the beef and shit I gone tuck my eyesPop my collar, hit my boy and let these hoes fight Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee Shawty got a right like she Laila Ali Thats just my baby mama And her best friend Coming out they stilettos to do these hoes in U fucked the wrong nigga Caught the wrong bitch Hit the wrong club, and got yo ass kicked I fuck wit hood hoes Them hoes stay jacking Look at shawty weave I'm like dammmmnnnn what happened [Chorus: x2] Wup that hoe [x13] [Verse 2: Lil' Chat] The hoe done fucked my baby daddy Now the hoe is out here braggin' When I see the hoe, through the door her ass Im gone be draggin' Bitch I be ya mad What you did hoe is nothing But I gotta beat yo ass cuz you think you did something I aint fucked up bout no nigga Niggas coming by the dozen I be with da shit, my paper is thick, like niggas kill they cousin Talkin shit now I cant go Throw dem thangs on dat hoe See you buckin in da club before you know you on da floor I be strapped like jab in the back Beat dem killers thats gone attack Hoe you know its gone be on when you talking about fucking off with Lil' Chat Bust these bitches with a bottle Naw I'll bust you with my popper Hoe you really don't want no problem cuz my 38 will resolve them Hoe you fresh straight out the mall Brand new set, get staright, get dirt Shit its gonna help you get blazed up cuz you'll get smoked just like some perk I don't play no games with these bitches Lil' Chat straight gone let you know If you disrespect my gangsta Imma staright up wup you hoe! (straight up wup you hoe) [Chorus: x2] [Verse 3:] My main girl trippin', she think Im fucking off Ask me 'bout some bitches, I had to play it off Told me if she catch me then she gone cut a shine Found a couple rubbers but I told her they weren't mine She checked my phone, she watched my home, she searched my clothes She asked me 'bout Where I'm at and who I'm with She tryna figure pimpin out She cursed me out said I'm a dog She sitting here crying and saying I'm wrong Calling my phone all through the night and ask me when I'm coming home Rule number 1, if shawty from the projects Niggas takin' care of, you hoes better respect that Nigga got her pregnant, you hoes better respect that Where I'm from hoes get guns and leave hoes wet [Chorus: x2] Wup that hoe, wup that hoe ['til fade out]
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