Young Voorhees lyrics

[Intro]
Like T.I.P. I got my hat slant on this b*tch
Like Lebron hairline, lets see a slant on this b*tch
(Watch where you're going you fool)
Shake and bake, shake and bake, shake and bake
Poke the holes, poke the holes, poke the holes
Shake and bake, ayy

[Verse 1]
Feel like Frozone, "Where my super suit?"
My wrist cold
I can't hold that b*tch like sipping soup up outta po'
Talking 'bout money better get right
Split your ass open like a f*cking Klondike
Then I hit 'em with a (Huh? Huh?), Suge Knight
Then I climb on his b*tch like mountain bike
Wrist p*ss
That's that Johnny Dang
Christmas, couple hoes up on my thang
Hit this, this that good purp
Girl, you Icky Vicky
I don't want your germs

[Chorus]
Young Voorhees sippin' porridge
Out of Versace bowls like a lord, b*tch
When I'm in the pus*y I got courage
That's why she ask for my hand in marriage
Young Voorhees sippin' porridge
Out of Versace bowls like a lord, b*tch
When I'm in the pus*y I got courage
That's why she ask for my hand in marriage
[Verse 2]
Pimp Named Slickback, b*tch back, back
You need a tic-tac, smell like quarterback
Y-3 flip flops where'd you get that at?
Dave the Barbarian leopard skin mats
pus*y stay chasing me like Tom the Cat
VR ALL-STARS pass it, pass it back
XTENTACiON's playing with them racks
Lil llàri want a 'Rari
Matt f*cking sclat (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

[Chorus]
Young Voorhees sippin' porridge
Out of Versace bowls like a lord, b*tch
When I'm in the pus*y I got courage
That's why she ask for my hand in marriage
Young Voorhees sippin' porridge
Out of Versace bowls like a lord, b*tch
When I'm in the pus*y I got courage
That's why she ask for my hand in marriage