Shawty Violating Lyrics - La'chat

Wup that hoe [x13] 

[Chorus x2: Yo Gotti] 

Wup that hoe, Wup that hoe (she fucked yo baby daddy) 

Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shit 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 fucking her friend 

Knowing 'bout the beef and shit I gone tuck my eyesPop my collar, hit my boy and let these hoes fight 

Float like a butterfly, 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 fucked the wrong nigga 

Caught the wrong bitch 

Hit the wrong club, and got yo ass kicked 

I fuck 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 fucked my baby daddy 

Now the hoe is out here braggin' 

When I see the hoe, through the door her ass Im gone be draggin' 

Bitch I be ya mad 

What you did hoe is nothing 

But I gotta beat yo ass cuz you think you did something 

I aint fucked up bout no nigga 

Niggas coming by the dozen 

I be with da shit, my paper is thick, like niggas kill they cousin 

Talkin shit 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 killers thats gone attack 

Hoe you know its gone be on when you talking about fucking off with Lil' Chat 

Bust these bitches 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 

Shit its gonna help you get blazed up cuz you'll get smoked just like some perk 

I don't play no games with these bitches 

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 fucking off 

Ask me 'bout some bitches, 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 

Niggas takin' care of, you hoes better respect that 

Nigga 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]