YEAH HOE lyrics

[Chorus: GONDA]
Yeah hoe, if you talkin' sh*t you end up dead, hoe
Yeah hoe, f*ck the president and f*ck the feds, hoe
Yeah hoe, I'm just tryna get my people fed, hoe
Yeah hoe, b*tch I ain't no baker, I get bread though

[Verse 1: GONDA]
Yeah hoe, yo' b*tch in my bed, like a pillow, b*tch
Motherf*cka', you can end up like a cigarillo, that's my tummy tucka'
f*ckin' on a light skin hoe, ass like a Nutter Butter
Stay yo' ass on the sidewalk, hoe we gutta' gutta' (Stay yo' ass on the sidewalk, hoe we gutta' gutta')

[Verse 2: MONGO]
Yeah hoe, walk up in the party, go retarded, screamin' "yeah hoe!"
She thinks it's my c*ck, but it's my Glock up in my pants, hoe
D-Dirty b*tch, a flirty b*tch, she freaky, that's ya' man's hoe
She said "MONGO, can I eat the di*k up?", I said "yeah hoe" (Boom)
Never scared, A under my bed, f*ck the feds, gunnin' fo' the bread, hit yo' f*cking head
Freaks and geeks, underneath the sheets, that's yo' f*ckin' b*tch
Suckin' di*k, come and get your sh*t, I'ma dump a clip
Hand of God, make 'em hand it over, like "What's mine is yours"
M-O-N-G-O, in the gutter I supply the poles
Flip that safety off, that sh*t make me soft, I'm tryna bust (Boom)
Flip the hourglass, catch a sucka', hoe, yo' time is up

[Chorus: GONDA]
Yeah hoe, if you talkin' sh*t you end up dead, hoe
Yeah hoe, f*ck the president and f*ck the feds, hoe
Yeah hoe, I'm just tryna get my people fed, hoe
Yeah hoe, b*tch I ain't no baker, I get bread though
Yeah hoe, if you talkin' sh*t you end up dead, hoe
Yeah hoe, f*ck the president and f*ck the feds, hoe
Yeah hoe, I'm just tryna get my people fed, hoe
Yeah hoe, b*tch I ain't no baker, I get bread though
Yeah hoe