Tia & Tamera ft. Jose Guapo Lyrics

No pressure like

And the niggas that be coming around me talm bout where the hoes at?

Man y'all burn't out

Stop coming around me talm bout where the hoes at when it's 2019

Folks got all these apps

Fuck going on

Y'all wanna come around talm bout where the hoes at?

I ain't gone lie where yo phone at?

You ain't got no phone

LuhCam in this bitch

What you having the Metro joint?

Yo shit move too slow?

Fuck on sumn hoes like Tia & Tamera

Ass on Galore I ain't talking no Lira

Mo' money mo'problems can't have no fear

Use to look forward to this can't look in the rear

She shaking ass in a invisible chair

Snatch off the wig she got invisible hair

Put a hole in his body like I'm working at Claire's

Kinda hard to hear when you got a hole in yo' ear

Beat up the pussy like I'm playing the snair

Turn on the headlights he look like a deer

Shot at his face but he got hit in the ear

Niggas be bitch made I thought it was clear

Almost worked at Taco Bell but I ain't no cashier

Just give me a minute I'll be on in a year

To build a career it take blood sweat & tears

I remember I use Kickdoor behind Paul Revere

Don't do that no mo' posted up at the store

Trying to get off these grams for the mfing low

Do anything for that mfing dough

Trying to pick on a nigga I'm knock off his fro

In the back of the show tell the bitch just blow

Let me know that yo' mama just raised a lil hoe

Let my dick grow in yo' mufucking throat

I know it's real if I'm curling my toes

Fuck on sumn hoes like Tia and Tamera

Ass on Galore I ain't talking no Lira

Mo' money mo' problems can't have no fear

Use to look forward to this can't look in the rear

She shaking ass in a invisible chair

Snatch off the wig she got invisible hair

Put a hole in his body like I'm working at Claire's

Kinda hard to hear when you got a hole in yo' ear

Running straight to that check I ain't talking no Nike

Balling so hard with curly hair could of thought I was Mikey

Been had a section in the club before I had a ID

Tell these lil niggas don't try me

Nigga I fight just like Ali

Float like a butterfly sting like a bee

If he don't wanna fight he get slain in the streets

Get slain in the streets, I'm rolling like five or six deep

And we all carrying that motherfucking heat

Leave a nigga deceased for thinking shit sweet

Cut off ya head like a Pinapple Tree

Tell that lil nigga just have 'em a seat

Fore' I bust yo head on this concrete

I'll stomp you out in a heartbeat then hop up in a Ferrari

Aye sorry not sorry fucked on his bitch now he trying to take her to Maury

The lil hoe strip and rap but I ain't talking no Cardi

But I'm rocking Cartier lens

Just me and my friends we keep F&N's

Told him pull up but his bitch ass ran

These niggas been hating but I turned em' into fans

LuhCam be the one that them niggas been playing aye

Fuck on sumn hoes like Tia & Tamera

Ass on Galore I ain't talking no Lira

Mo' money mo' problems can't have no fear

Use to look forward to this cant look in the rear

She shaking ass in a invisible chair

Snatch off the wig she got invisible hair

Put a hole in his body like I'm working at Claire's

Kinda hard to hear when you got a hole in yo' ear

What he say?