Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hoe Shit, artist - SHORELINE MAFIA. Album song Mafia Bidness, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Hoe Shit |
| Damn, damn, damn |
| Bitch, bitch, bitch |
| Pull some of that bass out Bruce |
| Prolly should of went to school, I went the hard way (The hard way) |
| I remember fuckin' bitches in the hallways (In the hallways) |
| «Prolly never gonna make it», what they all say (What they all say) |
| Now I walk in Neiman Marcus and I ball, baby (And I ball, baby) |
| I can’t even trust the homies 'cause we all shady ('Cause we all shady) |
| Steady givin' niggas passes, boy, you Tom Brady (Tom Brady) |
| I done made a half a ticket, then it’s gone, baby (Then it’s gone, baby) |
| But a nigga still ballin', she beyond crazy (She beyond crazy) |
| We gon' be there in the end, when it’s gone (When it’s gone) |
| If you my homie, why you never call my phone? |
| (Call my phone) |
| If we can’t do it I’ma get it on my own (On my own) |
| I could drop like thirty thousand, get you gone (Get you gone) |
| I’m sick of rappin' so I’m talkin' on my songs (I'm talkin') |
| In real life you just poppin' on yo' phone (You ain’t) |
| Internet niggas, Instagram thugs, you was on yo' couch, I be twenty in the club, |
| for real (Big bands, nigga) |
| I could turn a good girl to a sex worker (To a sex worker) |
| If a nigga try to rob me I’ll attempt murder (I'll attempt murder) |
| I just played the cards I was dealt, nigga (I was dealt, nigga) |
| Tryna play me? |
| You gon' play yourself, nigga (Play yourself, nigga) |
| Say I’m livin' too fast but I disagree, you don’t see this two liter with a six |
| of lean? |
| (Pink poppin') |
| Watch yo' back, niggas change like the seasons (Like the seasons) |
| I’ma up this forty Glock, give me a reason (I'ma up it) |
| You niggas dick ridin', on some hoe shit (On some hoe shit) |
| I’ve been gettin' to this money, on my grown shit (On my grown shit) |
| I done made myself a bag, I don’t know shit (I don’t know shit) |
| And why these niggas think they on? |
| They ain’t on shit (They ain’t on shit) |
| We rock designer, boy, I been did that (I been that) |
| Pulled out twenty thousand, made it all right back |
| I got this thirty in my pants, it’s why I walk like that |
| I got these VV’s in my mouth, that’s why I walk like that |
| I’m on the 110, doing 110 |
| I’m at the Ritz with yo' bitch and her hoe friends (Her hoe friends) |
| I just popped a Percocet, she ain’t got no chance (She ain’t got no chance) |
| I give her real nigga dick, not no romance (No romance) |
| I let some money hit the floor, watch 'em pick it up (Watch 'em pick it up) |
| I pull this pistol out my denim, make you give it up (Make you give it up) |
| I’m goin' crazy, pray that I won’t murder a nigga |
| All these niggas is my sons, I get to birthing you niggas (I get to birthing |
| you niggas) |
| I don’t fuck with you, you don’t fuck with me |
| Let’s get into it, one of us gon' have to be deceased (Pew, pew, pew) |
| yo' family Instagram with them RIP’s |
| Finna put this nigga face on a all white tee |
| I can’t help it, dollar signs, boy, that’s all I see |
| They rather see me on my back but I’m on my feet |
| But I’m on my feet, they rather see me on my back but I’m on my feet |
| You niggas dick ridin', on some hoe shit (On some hoe shit) |
| I’ve been gettin' to this money, on my grown shit (On my grown shit) |
| I done made myself a bag, I don’t know shit (I don’t know shit) |
| And why these niggas think they on? |
| They ain’t on shit (They ain’t on shit) |
| We rock designer, boy, I been did that (I been that) |
| Pulled out twenty thousand, made it all right back |
| I got this thirty in my pants, it’s why I walk like that |
| I got these VV’s in my mouth, that’s why I walk like that |