These Hoes Cant Fuck With Me Song is sung by FamousSally & YB. Immerse into the song’s mesmerizing lyrics, enriching your melodious music experience. Explore the verses that capture the essence of the melody, right here on our lyrics website.
These Hoes Cant Fuck With Me Lyrics
Song Name: Wassup Gway Singer: FamousSally & YB
[Intro] (Sauceman) (Alright then, Cartier)
[Chorus: YB & FamousSally] What’s up, Gwayy? In the cut with my twin, we be vibin’ (We be vibin’) Classy b^^ch, but they know I be outside with it (I be outside) Hundred deep in the section, we be wildin’ (Yeah, we be wildin’) Won’t catch me playin’ with no broke n^^ga, that’s childish What’s up, Gwayy? These hoes can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me) What’s up, Gwayy? These hoes can’t f^^k with me (Oh, no, no, no) What’s up, Gwayy? These hoes can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me) It be the bum-a^^ hoes that’s pressed for me (Lil’ bum-a^^ ho)
[Verse 1: FamousSally] These b^^ches can’t vibe like us Get lit and come outside with us Same night, gon’ slide ’bout us On the East, the block gon’ ride ’bout us A ho can’t even sit next to me Get your bands up or come work for me Bum-a^^ hoes really pressed ’bout me ‘Bout a n^^ga, baby, that talk is cheap Don’t speak on me, baby, keep it P When I see that n^^ga, I don’t need to speak I heard these hoes havin’ pressure ’bout a n^^ga that ain’t mine Put that p^^sy on him, make him spend every last dime Ain’t no love in this s^^t, I just be cummin’ every time
[Chorus: YB & FamousSally] What’s up, Gwayy? In the cut with my twin, we be vibin’ (We be vibin’) Classy b^^ch, but they know I be outside with it (I be outside) Hundred deep in the section, we be wildin’ (Yeah, we be wildin’) Won’t catch me playin’ with no broke n^^ga, that’s childish What’s up, Gwayy? These hoes can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me) What’s up, Gwayy? These hoes can’t f^^k with me (Oh, no, no, no) What’s up, Gwayy? These hoes can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me) It be the bum-a^^ hoes that’s pressed for me (Lil’ bum-a^^ ho)
[Verse 2: YB] It be these n^^gas that run around, gossip like b^^ches Make him eat my a^^, then I send him back to his missus Trick him out them bands, now it’s time to meet this glizzy Glock-Glock 40 ring, yeah, you know they keep s^^t drillin’ Big Hoddie to you hoes, play with my name, you come up missin’ I’m the biggest, ho, I swear I’m nothin’ like you b^^ches They lovin’ these n^^gas, I’ma keep ’em in they feelings Pay his a^^ no mind, I’m tryna run me up some millions
[Chorus: YB & FamousSally] What’s up, Gwayy? In the cut with my twin, we be vibin’ (We be vibin’) Classy b^^ch, but they know I be outside with it (I be outside) Hundred deep in the section, we be wildin’ (Yeah, we be wildin’) Won’t catch me playin’ with no broke n^^ga, that’s childish What’s up, Gwayy? These hoes can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me) What’s up, Gwayy? These hoes can’t f^^k with me (Oh, no, no, no) What’s up, Gwayy? These hoes can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me) It be the bum-a^^ hoes that’s pressed for me (Lil’ bum-a^^ ho)
