Lil won - Yo Hoe Lyrics

Damn, P-Glow, you did that
Won just came up in the booth, lookin' like he pimping
These niggas, mad i won that race, don't wanna see me win it
Fresh ass, tape line on my body, I know that I'm crispy
Only hit that hoe one time,im knowin' that she miss it
These niggas checkin' out my hoe, guess he mad I f*cked this hoe
He ain't think' do nun bout it, he just went ' and made a post
We just like to have our fun, we can't f*ck on just one hoe
I don't like the hoe, she groupied out and geeked up off some dope
These niggas want some clout, they out bad no cap
Thinkin' they can ball with me, we gon' blow em out
We just pull up on his block and we air it out
F*ckin' round, I found a sack, now I'm ballin' out
Flippin' packs again, it's just me and Twin
Fye some shots up on your block and we spin the bin
Out here thuggin' with my brothers, I don't f*ck with Friends
Hoe keep actin' like she loyal, she f*ckin' on my mans
Pills got me leanin', I'm too high so I can't think
Leanin' got me leanin', I'm too faded, I might faint
Let's just tell the truth, they playin' cautious it aint safe
Wont can't me no more, we bend they block and do the race
I had to run it up, tryna take that boy calm down
Cause he might shoot it up, brand new choppers in the stick
Tryna wet em up, he gon' die for playin' hard
That boy done test his luck
Won just came up in the booth, lookin' like he pimping
These niggas, mad i won that race, don't wanna see me win it
Fresh ass, tape line on my body, I know that I'm crispy
Only hit that hoe one time,im knowin' that she miss it
These niggas checkin' out my hoe, guess he mad I f*cked this hoe
He ain't think' do nun bout it, he just went ' and made a post
We just like to have our fun, we can't f*ck on just one hoe
I don't like the hoe, she groupied out and geeked up off some dope
Bet you won't play around, High tech in my body
I just pulled up in the vet, Im get hot just like Scottie
I don't laugh around with niggas, catch one to your body
You catch a bullet, tryna play they f*ckin' up your body
Red hollow tips, flippin' in your whip
Play around with the kid, he gon' sink the ship
Pull up on your block, I swear he finna end the trip
I can't f*ck around with niggas, talkin' like they stand on that
Say they silent, nigga, ain't on that, I'm speakin' facts
Wanna do all that dissin', but aint cross your mind to chase the check
Have them youngin' pull up on your block and leave it in distress
Got some messy', hoes that love to fight, I put em on your neck
We got bag like santa, trappin' in the atlanta
Handy, mandy with that tool, I'm toatin' on a hammer
F*ck ha just one time, I ghost a bitch like I'm a phantom
Im so lit the hotties youngin think I need a banner
Won just came up in the booth, lookin' like he pimping
These niggas, mad i won that race, don't wanna see me win it
Fresh ass, tape line on my body, I know that I'm crispy
Only hit that hoe one time,im knowin' that she miss it
These niggas checkin' out my hoe, guess he mad I f*cked this hoe
He ain't think' do nun bout it, he just went ' and made a post
We just like to have our fun, we can't f*ck on just one hoe
I don't like the hoe, she groupied out and geeked up off some dope