
deion sanders - warhol.ss lyrics
[intro: lil tony]
yea, uh huh
p*c*f*o*e n*gga
yea, its key n*gga
[chorus: lil tony]
pretty b*tch, coke shape body
she look better riding shotty
god d*mn that p*ssy wet
ain’t take her out, still got inside it
lil bro just woke up, ain’t eat, no f*ck
he still threw back the roxy
jump out yo trees, i’m with lil kenny
best believe that be my sidekick
they like, “d*mn lil keezy trippin*
he don’t think twice bout his decisions”
im a young rich n*gga, i f*ck it up
get it right back after i spend it
lazy ambition, broke n*gga tradition
keezy be popping his sh*t on a peon
i heard he want me dead, tkey ain’t scared
my glock 21 likе deion
[verse 1: warhol]
i got a 10 in the driver sеat, i pick up more, hit the atm
pimp strong, i break a hoe like uncle e, go catch a simp
me and the game got married young
ion buy a ring i buy her tiff
bro been stretching the white for the longest
way he eyeing it might get lynched
this sh*t falling out my pockets, benji peeking
he playing crazy ,he ain’t no real demon
i had satan come and see him
small timing, we don’t see eye to eye
sh*t big like colosseums
she wanna stay, i’d rather leave
i let her go, that’s proper p’n
[verse 2: lil tony]
gotta put on for my city
they like “keezy move like jeezy”
can’t no b*tch i buss try and get the ups
soon as i nut i’m leaving
get fly, get pape this a ritual
yo b*tch wanna eat d*ck, can’t kiss her
slander my name behind my back
i manifest inside yo living room
[bridge: warhol]
aye
rollin, salute to mob, the trap open
cooking work, i got the feins sick, the dope covid
underdogs & pcf, the mafiaso on it
we can not condone the fake rich, stop posing
[chorus: lil tony]
pretty b*tch, coke shape body
she look better riding shotty
god d*mn that p*ssy wet
ain’t take her out, still got inside it
lil bro just woke up, ain’t eat no f*ck
he still threw back the roxy
jump out yo trees, i’m with lil kenny
best believe that be my sidekick
they like, “d*mn lil keezy trippin*
he don’t think twice bout his decisions”
im a young rich n*gga, i f*ck it up
get it right back after i spend it
lazy ambition, broke n*gga tradition
keezy be popping his sh*t on a peon
i heard he want me dead, tkey ain’t scared
my glock 21 like deion
[bridge: warhol]
aye
rollin, salute to mob, the trap open
cooking work, i got the feins sick, the dope covid
underdogs & pcf, the mafiaso on it
we can not condone the fake rich, stop posing
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