CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hoe Shit
B*t*h
Yeah
That's that ho sh*t, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You done f**ked that n***a and his whole clique (And his whole clique)
You poppin' on the 'Gram but be on broke sh*t (Broke b*t*h)
You stupid lil' b*t*hes, y'all don't know sh*t (Nah, ho)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You a broke b*t*h, you be on that broke sh*t (You a broke b*t*h)
I'm on go, b*t*h, you don't want no smoke, b*t*h (Nope)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (Yeah)
Lemon pepper my wings and I like 'em all flat (Flat)
I went and copped a flooded Rollie, face is all black
I been peeped you b*t*hes with these fake Chanel bags (Ew)
You need to call your plug and ask him for your money back (Yeah)
These b*t*hes chasin' n***as, man, they goin' insane (Crazy)
These b*t*hes poppin' pu**y for a n***a with some fame (Yeah)
These b*t*hes suckin' d**k for a gla** of champagne (Cheers)
These b*t*hes hatin' on me from a f**kin' fake page (I see you)
She gon' pop that pu**y just to get in VIP (Yup)
That ho is a pa**-around, we pa** her to the team (Yeah)
She gon' call me sis just to act like she know me (I don't know you)
She gon' wear her homie clothes and pop out every week
That's that ho sh*t, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You done f**ked that n***a and his whole clique (And his whole clique)
You poppin' on the 'Gram but be on broke sh*t (Broke b*t*h)
You stupid lil' b*t*hes, y'all don't know sh*t (Nah, ho)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You a broke b*t*h, you be on that broke sh*t (You a broke b*t*h)
I'm on go, b*t*h, you don't want no smoke, b*t*h (Nope)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (Yeah)
You on that ho sh*t, suckin' d**k just to pay the rent
Tryna f**k me to get my b*t*h mad, got me bent
All them a**-shots, how the f**k do you take a sh*t?
You done f**ked every n***a who got money in my clique
You don't never got your hair done, askin' me to buy your tampons
And your friend a bad b*t*h, I f**ked that ho inside the Phantom
Got your partners poppin' pu**y in the trap and it's abandoned
Put my pistol in your purse, you take this charge 'cause I'm a felon
Michael Kors on your wrist and you actin' like Beyoncé
My old b*t*h was f**kin' cheap, no you can't be my fiancé
I know all my exes p*ssed, 'cause I'm hot just like a license
Me, your b*t*h, we in the Bentley, we the new Kim K and Kanye
It's Coke, uh
That's that ho sh*t, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You done f**ked that n***a and his whole clique (And his whole clique)
You poppin' on the 'Gram but be on broke sh*t (Broke b*t*h)
You stupid lil' b*t*hes, y'all don't know sh*t (Nah, ho)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You a broke b*t*h, you be on that broke sh*t (You a broke b*t*h)
I'm on go, b*t*h, you don't want no smoke, b*t*h (Nope)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (Yeah)
Yeah
That's that ho sh*t, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You done f**ked that n***a and his whole clique (And his whole clique)
You poppin' on the 'Gram but be on broke sh*t (Broke b*t*h)
You stupid lil' b*t*hes, y'all don't know sh*t (Nah, ho)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You a broke b*t*h, you be on that broke sh*t (You a broke b*t*h)
I'm on go, b*t*h, you don't want no smoke, b*t*h (Nope)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (Yeah)
Lemon pepper my wings and I like 'em all flat (Flat)
I went and copped a flooded Rollie, face is all black
I been peeped you b*t*hes with these fake Chanel bags (Ew)
You need to call your plug and ask him for your money back (Yeah)
These b*t*hes chasin' n***as, man, they goin' insane (Crazy)
These b*t*hes poppin' pu**y for a n***a with some fame (Yeah)
These b*t*hes suckin' d**k for a gla** of champagne (Cheers)
These b*t*hes hatin' on me from a f**kin' fake page (I see you)
She gon' pop that pu**y just to get in VIP (Yup)
That ho is a pa**-around, we pa** her to the team (Yeah)
She gon' call me sis just to act like she know me (I don't know you)
She gon' wear her homie clothes and pop out every week
That's that ho sh*t, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You done f**ked that n***a and his whole clique (And his whole clique)
You poppin' on the 'Gram but be on broke sh*t (Broke b*t*h)
You stupid lil' b*t*hes, y'all don't know sh*t (Nah, ho)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You a broke b*t*h, you be on that broke sh*t (You a broke b*t*h)
I'm on go, b*t*h, you don't want no smoke, b*t*h (Nope)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (Yeah)
You on that ho sh*t, suckin' d**k just to pay the rent
Tryna f**k me to get my b*t*h mad, got me bent
All them a**-shots, how the f**k do you take a sh*t?
You done f**ked every n***a who got money in my clique
You don't never got your hair done, askin' me to buy your tampons
And your friend a bad b*t*h, I f**ked that ho inside the Phantom
Got your partners poppin' pu**y in the trap and it's abandoned
Put my pistol in your purse, you take this charge 'cause I'm a felon
Michael Kors on your wrist and you actin' like Beyoncé
My old b*t*h was f**kin' cheap, no you can't be my fiancé
I know all my exes p*ssed, 'cause I'm hot just like a license
Me, your b*t*h, we in the Bentley, we the new Kim K and Kanye
It's Coke, uh
That's that ho sh*t, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You done f**ked that n***a and his whole clique (And his whole clique)
You poppin' on the 'Gram but be on broke sh*t (Broke b*t*h)
You stupid lil' b*t*hes, y'all don't know sh*t (Nah, ho)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (That's that ho sh*t)
You a broke b*t*h, you be on that broke sh*t (You a broke b*t*h)
I'm on go, b*t*h, you don't want no smoke, b*t*h (Nope)
That's that ho sh*t, that's that, that's that ho sh*t (Yeah)
