Holy sh*t lyrics

by

Jazz Cartier


[Hook]
Holy sh*t! Woo!
Holy sh*t! Woo!
Holy sh*t! Woo!
Holy sh*t! Woo!

[Verse 1]
Who they be checking for, dawg
Look at the stats and my repertoire, dawg
One phone call, I'll be at your front door with the whole f*cking cast from the Reservoir Dogs
Ughhh, 'Cuzzi the king of the jungle (holy sh*t!)
I pick up the brick when you fumble
Now who the f*ck gonna stop me, new Kamikaze
Whipping in the 'Saki, c*cky
Notice you n*ggas been being defiant
Forgot I'm a giant my n*gga, like Jeremy Shockey (woo!)
Your girl is my personal servant (hold my sh*t!)
But she is not getting no service
'Cuzzi

[Hook]
Holy sh*t! Woo!
Holy sh*t! Woo!
Holy sh*t! Woo!
Holy sh*t! Woo!
[Verse 2]
The golden child's back in this b*tch
Lantz layed the pad and I tackle the sh*t
All my hoes, they play scrabble and strip
Have them showroom orgies, they can raffle my kids
But dont wear no panties 'round 'Cuzzi (hold my kids!)
My b*tch is Italy, she go tell her daddy she f*cking a moulie
If I don't make a milli off this rapping sh*t, I'm hitting licks
It's only me and Lantz so we just do that 50/50 split
All that extra bullsh*t y'all be talking, y'all can miss me with
My pants forever sag, so all these hoes can see me hold my di*k
'Cuzzi b*tch

[Hook]
Holy sh*t! Woo!
Holy sh*t! Woo!
Holy sh*t! Woo!
Holy sh*t! Woo!

[Outro]
Woo!
Woo!
Woo!
Holy sh*t!
Holy sh*t!
Woo!
Holy sh*t!
Woo!
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