LYRICS.AZ APPLICATION

Download from Apple Store
Download from Google Play

Warhol.ss - 8ft lyrics


Feat : OG Maco

[Chorus: Warhol.ss]
Hide up on the porch, baby wraith me
I can see no label wanna bank me
Shark up in the water, you some bait, B
Throw the brick on burger, ho come taste me
Baby fiendin' for this wood, ho come face me
If you really want me, ho come chase me
Workin' through these trenches, I'm like eight feet
I'm gon' do the dishes, ho come plate me

[Verse: OG Maco]
f**in' on your b**h, and the sh** hittin'
And the bag lit, it's a freak pit
s**er-free dick, need free red chips
Rich b**h, break the p**y down, tune it up
Take a free trip, baby make a p**no yeah
Or a lead tip, she a freak yeah
When my n***as can't we do
[?] put the fat cattle dick too
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/warhol-ss/-/8ft.html]
Garfield, tried to [?] on her heart still
Don't care about your broad or the last till
Caught her on the street, can't you see the nat real
Caught him with the beamer, feelings make him feel real
Shawty work the DF4 like the red tips
Ford Focus, f** the bullsh**, it's only bread things
Counter full of dead things
On the cell ring
Yeah it's Mister Mac, yeah like Mister Bell Ding

[Chorus: Warhol.ss]
Hide up on the porch, baby wraith me
I can see no label wanna bank me
Shark up in the water, you some bait, B
Throw the brick on burger, ho come taste me
Baby fiendin' for this wood, ho come face me
If you really want me, ho come chase me
Workin' through these trenches, I'm like eight feet
I'm gon' do the dishes, ho come plate me

Correct these Lyrics