Artist: Honey Cocaine
Album:  Thug Love (Mixtape)
Song:   That Wonton
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

Cheap Ass Hoes, Fucking 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 like to brag but pass me my gold
I got some 12's on, coca the wrong one to tell on
Fuck a label, put my self on
Bitch getting paper through my cell phone
For real

This is why them other hoes is under me
Bring a fucking army, if you come from me
I'll chock you the fuck out if you wondering no feelings for you faggots
What the fuck you even done for me

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Uh, 40 hoes they all bomb
Hungry bitch get your chump on
Disrespect me and get stumped on
Bitch you heard about that wonton
That wonton, that wonton
I heard them bitches love that wonton
That wonton, that wonton
Holla at me for that wonton

I heard it's coka, getting stuck in your 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 open streets
I drop in front of your door
Like knock knock, saw you 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 on my nine, I've been fresh 20 years
Should've seen the signs, ain't it weird how they doubted me
Now mafuckas tryna shop for me. is no hate but Iuno fuck with you
The least I'll say is look out for me,

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