Yea Hoe (feat. Shamrock) - Lil Wyte, SHAMROCK

Yeah Ho, I can see you haters looking

I really ain’t a killer, but it ain’t gonna take much pushing

Yeah Ho, When I aim in your direction

You better get to moving cause I’m clearing out your section

Yeah Ho, I told em please don’t make me do it

I got that 40 on me shawty please don’t make me shoot it

Yeah Ho, I told em please don’t make me do it

I got that 40 on me shawty please don’t make me shoot it

(Verse 1: Lil Wyte)

Yeah

I know you see us when we walk in

We hear your bitches talking

That ho be all over my Facebook and Twitter fucking stalking

You take up for that bitch

And get your mothafucking ass kicked

Them Wyte Music Head Hunters wrapped folks in plastic

The 40s on me homie don’t make me fucking shoot it

Cause once I get to popping off, I might mothafucking loose it

H.C.P.

till I D.I.E.

Yeah Ho I’m the underboss

I run this shit in or outta town

And from my view I don’t see no loss

(Hook)

(Verse 2: $hamrock)

Yeah Ho, Its Young Irish I’m off the chain

Yeah Ho, Wyte & Partee put me in the game

Yeah Ho, I be on the stage with E & Ace

Miscellaneous right beside me we ain’t the ones you wanna try and ride on

Yeah Ho, this that Wyte Music Select-O-Hits

We getting money green and getting checks, we doing this

Yeah Ho, the white rapper show got em going schizo

Big boy on a track like this so many hits we pulling kick dough

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Lil Wyte)

Yeah Yeaaaah

Its me and $hamrock in this bitch

Wyte Music is in this bitch

Who woulda knew all this would come from listening to some Triple 6

I load guns, get ready for some Armageddon

Once a month Paul always told me don’t know when some shit might pop off

So keep your gun, yeah

Its dangerous in Memphis and we the most deadliest ones

You can come in this bitch and try your luck

But I’m telling you it won’t be fun, bitch

I run this, I claim this

Legendary and famous

Better get the fuck up out your section

That is where I’m aiming, bitch