Voodoo lyrics
by Eli Fross
[Intro]
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Free Dev Bands, huh
Free S Dot, fa-fa-fa-fa
It's Great John beats baby
Great John on the beat by the way
b*tch
[Chorus]
Fross
Woke up I'm feelin’ like a new man
Two hoes on my side they cute friends
Big bags on clothing
I earned this sh*t, I'm my own man
Get boomed if you lurkin’
My goons on point like a sharp pen, huh
No sea, I'm surfin’
My wave to deep that's goat sh*t
In this b*tch wit me then you know she toppin’ sh*t
Yeah, she got them rockets, b*tch
Yeah, I told her to slob this di*k
Yeah, cuz she always popping sh*t
Big racks just for the feets
Big bag for jeans and tee
Big bro, now I got breesh
You get poppеd cuz I know the [?]
Yeah, yeah, yеah
You get shot little n*gga I know that [?]
Usain Bolt in this speed
He see me, he hit feets
A big booty, you know I'mma need
And these hunnids can't fit in my jeans
And I love when she smile with them teeth
Later on she gon’ suck of my meat
[Verse]
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
You know I got juice cuz I'm the goat
Baddest b*tches all up on my phone
Know I got the heat without the stove
Exes keep on hittin’ up her line
Made her answer f*ckin’ on the phone
Yams lit, ran it up at Saxs
Workers think I'm scammin’ in the store
Like catch up n*gga you baitin’, ah
Big smoke eyes look Asian, yeah
She sick of her ex new patient, yeah
Don't talk to my b*tch she lacin’, yeah
Swag like shoes I laced it, yeah
Hoes see me go crazy, yeah
No more deuce-deuce big laser, yeah
Don't rush that shot, I gotta pace it, yeah
Shorty got vocals like Jordin Sparks
And her pus*y get wetter like warterparks (That's a fact)
Deep in that pus*y I'm goin’ off
She be yellin’ my name, I'm the man in charge
Before I got lit I had a little spark
Now I'm ridin’ in foreign and livin’ large (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
And for all my felons I'm going off (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Cuz once they come home we’ll be livin’ stars (Huh)
Yeah, cuz once they come home we’ll be livin’ stars
And for all my felons I'm going off
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, huh
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
[Chorus]
Woke up in feelin’ like a new man
Two hoes on my side they cute friends, huh
Big bags on clothing
I earned this sh*t I'm my own man, huh
Get boomed if you lurkin’
My goons on point like a sharp pen, huh
No sea, I'm surfin’
My wave to deep that's goat sh*t
And you know this b*tch with me then you know she toppin’ sh*t
Yeah, she got them rockets, b*tch
Yeah, I told her to slob this di*k
Yeah, cuz she always popping sh*t
Big racks just for the feets
Big bag for jeans and tee
Big bro, now I got breesh
You get popped cuz I know the [?]
[Outro]
Falayo, Falayo, Falayo, Falayo
Free S Dot
Free Dev Bands
Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang