Don’t Sleep On Me Hoe lyrics

[Chorus: Pouya]
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow

[Verse 1: Pouya]
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
BatKave in this b*tch and you haters is slow
In the back of the 'Lac in my zone bumping Bone
f*ck it, let's do it
The pus*y, I chew it
The motto is C.R.E.A.M., I live for my team
Talk that sh*t, my style is mean
Know what I mean, b*tch, I'm all in the scene
With the fiends that don't give a f*ck
About your feelings, your dealing with villains
That live for the killings, I'm raising the ceiling
I'm feeling I'm winning in rap
Turn around, give that booty a slap
f*ck that ho, man, she's so whack
Put it to the side, know I'm back on track
That ho is nothing but a trick
Rabbit in a hat, f*cking then passing it back to my homies
Raised on that bread and bologna
Phony b*tches ain't sh*t to me though, where the mask at?
I'm lost in the pus*y, where the map at?
I'm bringing the phonk for young world
Poppin' that b*tch and I'm shopping at the mall
Then, your ho I'm 'bout to call
[Chorus: Pouya & Yung Raw]
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow (Uh)

[Verse 2: Yung Raw]
Don't sleep on me, ho
Wake your ass up with the super mean flow
Banking, no changing, like the casino
Smoking and choking like [?] on the dino
For your ho, might want a bit
Suck on my di*k way before percocets
Killin' that pus*y then resurrect
She tweeted, "Yung Raw was so perfect with sex"
Up on her legs, then I bury my head
Make this sh*t quick because I got to split
In the ghetto stuffing 'rillos
Sleep on me, get [?] with pillow
Armadillo qualities
Roll the weed, so Gnarly P
Heard you took a nap on me, I'm waiting for apologies
[Pre-Chorus: Yung Raw]
If you did it for a second time, you must be so deaf or blind
You can't see that I'm a beast? I feast on you in record time
You did it for a second time, you must be so deaf or blind
You can't see that I'm a beast? I feast on you in record time

[Chorus: Pouya]
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Don't sleep on me, ho
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow
Packin' the clip and I'm f*ckin' the flow

[Verse 3: Mike The Magician]
Mikey The Magician 'bout to show you how to do it
My demeanor is on excellence, Italian stayin' fluent
Gucci interior, Louis I bought for her
I'm 'bout to beat it up, I'm f*ckin' boxin' her
Beat it up like Mayweather
You think you ball but I play better
Hot like the sun in this May weather
The way that I f*ck is just way better
Murder team is just killing the pus*y
It's under construction, I'm drilling the pus*y
All of your b*tches, they looking like Snooki
I'm betting a milli' so go call a [?]
Mikey The Magician, abracadabra
Told that b*tch to flash like I was holding up my camera
Swisher's with the kush, next to lemonade and Fanta
Slide through the pus*y, Florida Panthers