Sinjin Hawke - Yea Hoe lyrics

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Sinjin Hawke - Yea Hoe lyrics

[Intro] Oh, Sinjin Hawke! I love gangsta n***as, gangsta n***as love me Me and the gangsta n***as got our f**ing family This is how I represent for my ghetto gangsta n***as If you want a gangsta girl, holla at a lady, boy [Hook] I love gangsta n***as, gangsta n***as love me (yea ho) Me and the gangsta n***as got our f**ing family (yea ho) This is how I represent for my ghetto gangsta n***as (yea ho) If you want a gangsta girl, holla at a lady, boy (yea ho) Yea ho [x4] [Verse 1: Gangsta Boo] I'm about that I be the Gangsta Boo now show me where the gangstas at So I can put this p**y on them, keep them comin' back I love my n***as, I'm a ride-or-die and that's a promise Ain't f**ed up 'bout that girl had a threesome with 'em in the Bahamas He kicked back like a mack, took a puff up off this marijuana I told my gangster daddy that I'd be forever loyal The way he drape me up in diamonds, Zsa Zsa Gabor And if I throw a temper tantrum, he gon' give me more That's how I rock it when I rock out with my n***a b**h That's how I represent it, he say that I be the sh** Gangsta n***as, I'll forever be your Gangsta Boo Just keep it gangsta with me so I can stay true to you You need me to count your money, baby? I'mma add it up And [?] what you got because I'm comin' up Every gangsta need a gangsta boo, I thought you knew You know you feel me, need me, want me, babe don't be a fool [Hook x2] Yea ho [x4] [Verse 2: Gangsta Boo] I'm about that The gangstas want me on their team because I show that And they all know that And I ain't never been no weak girl, always been a gangsta That don't mean I be a k**er girl, I'm just not a wangsta It don't matter what my [?], I'mma give it to 'em Keep it gangster at my own speed, I don't play by rules I'm the mother of the family, but I ain't got no kids That's the [?] just like gangsta b**hes is Short skirt, heels, cookin' dinner in the kitchen Put the dope up on the scale All our money in the digits Never crossed my gangsta out, especially for another dickin' I don't like the police, so don't come and ask me sh** Stay true to you You need me to count your money, baby? I'mma add it up And [?] what you got because I'm comin' up Every gangsta need a gangsta boo, I thought you knew You know you feel me, need me, want me, babe don't be a fool Yea ho [x7] [Hook] Yea ho [x4]