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(Verse) Cheap ass hoes, fuckin weak ass hoes, Heard you claim you finna smack me, Let's see how that goes. Why you're tryin to lie bout it bitch? My street ass knows Now I never liked to brag but pass me my gold I got some 12's on, Coca the wrong wanna to tell on Fuck a label, put my cell phone, Bitch got it paper through my cell phone, For real. This is why them other hoes is under me, Bring a fucking army, if you come for me, I'll chop you the fuck out if you wondering No feelings for you faggots What the fuck you even done for me? (Bridge) Uh, 40 hoes they all bomb, Hungry bitch get your jump on, Disrespect me and get stomped on Bitch you heard about that wonton. (Hook) That wonton, that wonton, I heard them bitches love that wonton That wonton, that wonton, SongtexteHold that at me for that wonton. I heard it's Coca getting stuck in yo nose Honey whatever you like, I got it all for the low, You respect me, I respect you bitch the drama is old If you pushin me in these over streets I drop in front of your door, Like knock knock, side snitching, give a fuck bout what the cops got It ain't a game bring your ass to my chop shop, Like fuck the fame and fuck a top spot, bitch. Devil all in my ear, hand all of my 9, I've been fresh for 20 years, I should've seen the signs, Ain't it weird how they doubted me? Now all motherfuckers tryna shop for me It's no hate but I fuck with you, The least I'll say is look out for me (Bridge) Uh, 40 hoes they all bomb, Hungry bitch get your jump on, Disrespect me and get stomped on Bitch you heard about that wonton. (Hook) That wonton, that wonton, I heard them bitches love that wonton That wonton, that wonton, Hold that at me for that wonton. That wonton, that wonton, I heard them bitches love that wonton That wonton, that wonton Aus Songtexte Mania