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litpapiofficial & show luciano - hoe please lyrics

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[intro]
big light shine, you can’t “lil’ bro” me
pull up o+t, really let you know me
might spend a rack, boy a rat getting no cheese
[?] in his raps, n+ggas cold

[chorus]
lil’ hoe, please
better bow down on both knees
when you come, tap clothes
caught you when you proceed
caught you once you post up, catch you where your girl eat
pants saggin’ with him but that ass getting the switch
whip a hoe feet

[verse 1]
joe, you know that ish we be on
dog with the dollar, coming up like leon
cold sh+t, we can let it blow like freon
coach ’em to the league, primetime like deion
hoe, how the f+ck you the king of new york and you ain’t jay z?
jackin’ all my lines in your freestyle, you so crazy
yeah, you really sat down and wrote that sh+t, you lazy
girl punch lines and it didn’t even daze ’em
baby boy, better go play with your baby
and i know your baby momma but that sh+t don’t faze me
tryna chase us when you chase clout
n+gga run they mouth ’bout the city ’til we chase ’em out
pathetic, n+gga all he know genetic
wear a suit and a fur, now you copy my aesthetic
shed red light on you warm, it won’t make you shine
know you wanna be my son but it won’t make you mine, b+tch
[chorus]
lil’ hoe, please
better bow down on both knees
when you come, tap clothes
caught you when you proceed
caught you once you post up, catch you where your girl eat
pants saggin’ with him but that ass getting the switch
whip a hoe f—

[verse 2]
you know absolute? you know cuz can’t see, right?
you know they not like us, you not like me, right?
you know i know let n+ggas make hoes pay the fee, right?
p+i+m+p, right? certified like g, right?
better leave him alone
you know he up in the field, he don’t be on the phone
i don’t make calls, i get calls
ten toes i send y’all
lit like a bic, don’t forget i’m who lit y’all
y’all n+ggas don’t g+ngb+ng
y’all n+ggas don’t sw+ng thang
west coast d+ck they love to l!ck cuz that thang sw+ng
you and your style is copied, still can’t hang+hang
your guns go +pew, pew+, my guns go ++bang, bang++

[chorus]
lil’ hoe, please
better bow down on both knees
when you come, tap clothes
caught you when you proceed
caught you once you post up, catch you where your girl eat
pants saggin’ with him but that ass getting the switch
whip a hoe feet



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