Stunnaman02 - Guapamole (feat. Chris O'bannon) Lyrics

Niggas out here sayin anything (Hauh)
Gettin tired of these niggas
You niggas are some hoes
Man I don't want to hear shit you gotta say
Stop callin my phone
Look if you wanna go get some tacos we can go get some tacos
It dont matter wtf it is
Just make sure you talkin bout that guapamole

I just took a redeye I'm in Soho (yooo)
My bitch got the ticket I slid dolo (Im here)
Her roomate choosin on that D-Lo (wassup)
She asked me who I love I said 'NO HOE' (no hoe, no hoe)

I had to beat the coochie on the limbo (on the low low)
Latina pussy creamy like some froyo (omg)
I hit em once and now she goin loco (ay papi)
She trippin if she think we postin photos (no me gusta)
Ya boyfriend look cute he a saint (ha)
Yall look like you in love but I know that shit fake (That shit Phoney)
Call me next time he take you to the bank
You say no to money bitch Stunnaman can't

Whoah
Quit actin like you know me you don't know me (you dont know)
I had to cut you off you tried to hoe me (gotta go)
And when you talk talk guap only (Bout dough)
Tryna get my pockets guapamole (Yah)
Quit actin like you know me you don't know me (you dont know)
I had to cut you off you tried to hoe me (gotta go)
And when you talk talk guap only (Bout dough)
Tryna get my pockets guapamole

Slid down south now Im in east los (Odalay)
Lil mami she just took me to a bistro (yum)
In the bay I call her cousins migos (Que paso)
Then in LA I say I'm rockin with my cholos (cholos, cholos)
Elbows up Im leaning they dont know though (side to side)
Cus of Cream not the soda po'ed the foe-O (Cream)
Gale Sayers how that nigga keep that 4-0 (come on)
P's Only Live Once we wearin' Polo (Drip)
I was hurt so I had to run a check up
Press up like the merch how these bitches tryna press up
Press up got a problem thats yo bitch nigga step up
Only spread her legs cuz she thought a nigga next up (we next up)
When it come to the guap it get evil
Black and the brown know I'm rockin with my people
Way they want us out you'd think we was illegal
But F*ck the skin color know im rockin' with my primos (Primos)

Whoah
Quit actin like you know me you don't know me (you dont know)
I had to cut you off you tried to hoe me (gotta go)
And when you talk talk guap only (Bout dough)
Tryna get my pockets guapamole (Yah)
Quit actin like you know me you don't know me (you dont know)
I had to cut you off you tried to hoe me (gotta go)
And when you talk talk guap only (Bout dough)
Tryna get my pockets guapamole

Yeah Hoe
Yeah Hoe
Yeah Hoe
Yeah Hoe