Yo Gotti - Shawty Violating (Wup That Hoe) lyrics

Wup that hoe [x13] [Chorus x2: Yo Gotti] Wup that hoe, Wup that hoe (she f**ed yo baby daddy) Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (sh** 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 f**ing her friend Knowing 'bout the beef and sh** I gone tuck my eyesPop my collar, hit my boy and let these hoes fight Float like a bu*terfly, 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 f**ed the wrong n***a Caught the wrong b**h Hit the wrong club, and got yo a** kicked I f** 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 f**ed my baby daddy Now the hoe is out here braggin' When I see the hoe, through the door her a** Im gone be draggin' b**h I be ya mad What you did hoe is nothing But I gotta beat yo a** cuz you think you did something I aint f**ed up bout no n***a n***as coming by the dozen I be with da sh**, my paper is thick, like n***as k** they cousin Talkin sh** 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 k**ers thats gone attack Hoe you know its gone be on when you talking about f**ing off with Lil' Chat Bust these b**hes 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 sh** its gonna help you get blazed up cuz you'll get smoked just like some perk I don't play no games with these b**hes 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 f**ing off Ask me 'bout some b**hes, 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 n***as takin' care of, you hoes better respect that n***a 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]