Punk Hoe

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Yee & Too $hort] Ayy Uncle Short, what it do, nigga? (What up?) Fab, nigga, what it is, nigga? (What's up, cousin?) It's Lil Yee in this motherfucker, man (League of Starz) [Chorus: Too $hort] You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho [Verse 1: Too $hort] Lotta real players in here And we don't let fake hoes interfere 'Cause you a tramp, bitch, you a fuck ho Tried to run with the bitch, but he fumbled Might see me somewhere with a rich ho Give a fuck about your money, you a bitch ho I hit a bitch from the back, I just wanna bone You a player like me, you can sing along Who the hell you think you foolin' with that fake gold? Punk-ass bitch, you a fake ho (Fake ho) Over here, over there, another fake ho (Fake ho) Anywhere, everywhere I see these fake hoes Might be your little sister, she a punk ho Might be your little brother, he a punk ho I'ma tell you how it is if you a punk ho Don't come around here, we don't fuck with those [Chorus: Too $hort] You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho [Verse 2: Lil Yee] Ayy, I can't stand no broke-ass busted bitch Twenty-five on my neck, six on the 'fit (That's woah) Sixteen in my clip, watch them loose lips (Watch your mouth, nigga) I can't save her, I'ma slave her, she a loose bitch (Watch that ho, man) I'm a motherfuckin' player (I'm a player) And I'm ridin' 'round my city with some fifties and some flavors (With some flavors) Couple white bitches only smoke papers But eat dick and love to do favors (Run it in) Little tramp, give me stacks or be gone (Or be gone) Mr. Maison Margiela what my feet on (Ayy, what my feet on?) Ain't no free shit, bitch, I need a fee, ho (Ayy, bring shit in) Talkin' down on my G, I'm a P, ho (Run it in) F-I-L-L, M-O-E, though (M-O-E, though) I don't think you know what that mean, though (What that mean, though) I'ma break her and shake her and get ghost (Get ghost) Run it in and put a young nigga in a Ghost [Chorus: Too $hort] You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho [Verse 3: Prezi] You a fag, you a bitch, you a punk ho I been bangin' in them projects on Harder Road You can catch me in them places niggas never go (Never) Claimin' that y'all pimpin' with them bitches that ain't never hoed I'm gettin' paper, I been 'bout it, I been active Gun on me, been breakin' bitches, I been mackin' You been broke, you playin' roles, you been actin' You niggas fake and ain't got no game, you need practice Broke bitches can't do nothin' for me (Nothin' for me) Gotta grind all week 'cause ain't nothin' for free (Ain't nothin' for free) This shit crazy, you fuck niggas lazy The money got moves, but it'll never shake me Claimin' that you sinnin', but you kissin' that bitch (You kissin' that bitch) She was gone thirty minutes, now you missin' that bitch (Now you missin' that bitch) I can't stand a bitch nigga that got ho ways Bitch ain't bringin' nothin' to the table, she gets no play, it's Prezi [Verse 4: Oke Junior] Do as you told, I do what I please She in the streets sellin' pussy, chargin' niggas a fee (Shit) Recruit her ass to the team, we gon' run it up (Run it up) Solo dolo, I don't trust her, you the type to cuff (Haha) You talk shit, get slapped up, we're ready for action (Yeah) Don't really want no problems, whole squad would act up (Hah) Shit get tragic, we up in this bitch (Up in this bitch) But she really only love you for the money you get (Simp nigga) Yeah, we up in this bitch, livin' life, lovin' this shit (Yeah) Had to glow up, take a look at my wrist (Yeah) Get your mind on track and tell that man fall back (Yeah) Messin' with your head, tellin' lies, no facts, uh Livin' better now, no more hand-me-downs (Yeah) Backshots whenever I put it down (Put it down) Ready for action, baby what's happenin' (Okay) We on the wave, rock the boat for the captain [Chorus; Too $hort] You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk—