Whole Lotta lyrics

[Intro]
(Aye YB let’s pipe em up bro)

[Chorus: Warhol.SS]
(yeah)
Whole lotta whole lotta (whole whole)
Whole lotta hoes out (hoe hoe)
Whole lotta sticks out (whole sticks)
Whole lotta blicks out (whole blicks)
Hopping out an X6 (Hop, yeah)
I drive a 40 with a TEC kick (hop)
Ride with a shorty Imma pet b*tch (b*tch)
Playing with the beam ain’t gotta ask sh*t (beam)
We pop the X in the Bel Air
I’m with the press out in Bel Air (yeah)
Don’t let this sh*t go to your head (your head)
Don’t let this sh*t go to your head (your head)
I be poured off a 6th of the meds (of the meds)
Imma f*ck her get deep in her legs (in the legs)
Like I married a hoe we just shot em all
We gon jump off the stage I just showed em all

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
You know what I do, right, at my shows?
(HA! Dexter!)
(Whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta)
I might jump in the crowd with no clothes on (no clothes on)
I f*ck your lil b*tch then I dose off (uh what)
You n*ggas so lame, you n*ggas so goofy (HA!)
You copy the wave, yeah I know it all (copy the wave)
Yeah I know it all (I know it all)
This b*tch is so nasty she licking balls (uh)
I’m riding around in a Wraith (SKRRT)
I’m feeling so good, got money today (today)
You run up on me put them holes in your face (what)
Wait, I had to take me a break (break)
AP got diamonds the face (Oo, Ha!)
Got Warhol with me we might shoot up the place (Warhol might shoot up the place)
Had to take me a break from you (what)
And your bub-boo-boo
I got a whole lotta whole lotta
I got a whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta
[Chorus: Warhol.SS]
Whole lotta whole lotta (whole whole)
Whole lotta hoes out (hoe hoe)
Whole lotta sticks out (whole sticks)
Whole lotta blicks out (whole blicks)
Hopping out an X6 (Hop, yeah)
I drive a 40 with a TEC kick (hop)
Ride with a shorty Imma pet b*tch (b*tch)
Playing with the beam ain’t gotta ask sh*t (beam)
We pop the X in the Bel Air
I’m with the press out in Bel Air (yeah)
Don’t let this sh*t go to your head (your head)
Don’t let this sh*t go to your head (your head)
I be poured off a 6th of the meds (of the meds)
Imma f*ck her get deep in her legs (in the legs)
Like I married a hoe we just shot em all
We gon jump off the stage I just showed em all

[Verse 2: Warhol.SS]
First gotta park my car (car)
Then Imma f*ck your b*tch (f*ck)
Perc 10 we don’t do bars (lil Percs)
Tell the opps suck my di*k (my di*k)
Swear had to tint my lens (yeah)
I’m too high I’m geeked (I’m geeked)
Swear just came out the kitchen (yeah)
I put your b*tch on the street (on the street)
Michal, Mary, 'lensiaga
I put a banana clip inside the chopper
Your hoe is an animal you know we rockin
[?] with the yellow [?]
f*ck opposition know we finna pop em
Lil b*tch I’m the plug better find a socket
My b*tches be full take em to the trap house
I fly with the birds yeah we gotta flock
[Chorus: Warhol.SS]
Whole lotta whole lotta (whole whole)
Whole lotta hoes out (hoe hoe)
Whole lotta sticks out (whole sticks)
Whole lotta blicks out (whole blicks)
Hopping out an X6 (Hop, yeah)
I drive a 40 with a TEC kick (hop)
Ride with a shorty Imma pet b*tch (b*tch)
Playing with the beam ain’t gotta ask sh*t (beam)
We pop the X in the Bel Air
I’m with the press out in Bel Air (yeah)
Don’t let this sh*t go to your head (your head)
Don’t let this sh*t go to your head (your head)
I be poured off a 6th of the meds (of the meds)
Imma f*ck her get deep in her legs (in the legs)
Like I married a hoe we just shot em all
We gon jump off the stage I just showed em all