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