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t-rock & mr. sche - muthafuck you hoes lyrics

[chorus: mr. sche]
don’t let a b+tch n+gga stop me
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i guarantee you f+ckin’ with a beast
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let a b+tch n+gga stop me
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i guarantee you f+ckin’ with a beast
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m+th+f+ck you hoes

[verse 1: t+rock]
t+rock in this hoe, i got them memphis roots, but i’m straight from atlanta
college park up in this b+tch, we cook the beef and eat the anna
i am tony, run up on me, sh+t get gangsta like sopranos
c+ck them hammers, “what’s up b+tch!?”
who thе f+ck wanna play around with montana? (b+tch!)
bust up chops, i’m a player first, check my paperwork
i don’t work [?], attackin’ high up [?] mеrch (b+tch!)
you had problems in your life already, you done made it worse (b+tch!)
motherf+ck you hoe, you laid yo bed, now b+tch, embrace yo he+rs+ (brra brra brra!)
you wasn’t there, never with me, a friend of me
simply sucker, you suck too low
i know exactly where you and yo people stay
i could easily snuff you, hoe
put you inside of the back of the chevrolet
suffocate you and you’re dusty, hoe
but i got bigger sh+t on my agenda, so i’ma say “motherf+ck you hoes”
[chorus: mr. sche]
don’t let a b+tch n+gga stop me (yeah!)
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i guarantee you f+ckin’ with a beast
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let a b+tch n+gga stop me
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i guarantee you f+ckin’ with a beast
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m+th+f+ck you hoes

[verse 2: tom skeemask]
look here! i’m from memphis, i want yo undivided attention
look, don’t be playin’ with my money or my gangster or my pimpin’
i grew up here, born and raised
from orange mound to the [hays?] (yes sir)
worked my fingers to the bone every night, tryin’ to get paid
i’m a slave to this hustle, folks who struggle on the track
perpetrators’ often hate me, but that’s how they treat a mack
but i bet ya, they won’t jump (nope)
‘cause a gangster keep that pump (yah!)
ain’t a rapper, i’m that n+gga that’ll leave a b+tch n+gga slumped
daddy haters, they don’t call me, put bends into your road
if you happen to not be home, leave a bomb on yo porch
now you know b+tch, this not a game, never was for sure
i’m still mackin’, still pimpin’, screamin’ “m+th+f+ck a hoe!”
[chorus: mr. sche]
don’t let a b+tch n+gga stop me
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i guarantee you f+ckin’ with a beast
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let a b+tch n+gga stop me
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i guarantee you f+ckin’ with a beast
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m+th+f+ck you hoes

[verse 3: mr. sche]
stay in your lane, suckers provoked, you get hit
if you ain’t down with that mound, mane, shut yo lip
i’m the crowd+pleasing+bandit, that’s me, i’m still here
i done f+cked with them busters, gone, lend me yo ear (i can’t hear y’all)
keep talkin’ all of that sh+t, i ain’t down with that
you crossed the d+mn line, suckers, now i’m on the attack
only one shot you get, can you hear this b+tch? (i can’t hear you)
now the squad is gonna get ya, you done made that list (uh huh)
foolish for you to say that you’re down with this team
all i do is sit back and i soak that scene
too much talkin’ out of here, you’re gonna say that you’re gold
i don’t give a d+mn about ya, m+th+f+ck you hoe (let’s go)
[chorus: mr. sche]
don’t let a b+tch n+gga stop me
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i guarantee you f+ckin’ with a beast
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let a b+tch n+gga stop me
m+th+f+ck you hoes
don’t let the smile make you think i’m weak
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i guarantee you f+ckin’ with a beast
m+th+f+ck you hoes
i ride solo and i pack heat
m+th+f+ck you hoes

[bridge: tom skeemask]
yes sir! shoutout to dj squeeky
the entire orange mound, it’s goin’ down

[outro: mr. sche]
m+th+f+ck you hoes
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