Voodoo by Eli Fross Lyrics
[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
Bitch
[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 shit, 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 shit
In this bitch wit me then you know she toppin’ shit
Yeah, she got them rockets, bitch
Yeah, I told her to slob this dick
Yeah, cuz she always popping shit
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 nigga 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 bitches all up on my phone
Know I got the heat without the stove
Exes keep on hittin’ up her line
Made her answer fuckin’ on the phone
Yams lit, ran it up at Saxs
Workers think I'm scammin’ in the store
Like catch up nigga you baitin’, ah
Big smoke eyes look Asian, yeah
She sick of her ex new patient, yeah
Don't talk to my bitch 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 pussy get wetter like warterparks (That's a fact)
Deep in that pussy 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 shit 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 shit
And you know this bitch with me then you know she toppin’ shit
Yeah, she got them rockets, bitch
Yeah, I told her to slob this dick
Yeah, cuz she always popping shit
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
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
Bitch
[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 shit, 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 shit
In this bitch wit me then you know she toppin’ shit
Yeah, she got them rockets, bitch
Yeah, I told her to slob this dick
Yeah, cuz she always popping shit
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 nigga 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 bitches all up on my phone
Know I got the heat without the stove
Exes keep on hittin’ up her line
Made her answer fuckin’ on the phone
Yams lit, ran it up at Saxs
Workers think I'm scammin’ in the store
Like catch up nigga you baitin’, ah
Big smoke eyes look Asian, yeah
She sick of her ex new patient, yeah
Don't talk to my bitch 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 pussy get wetter like warterparks (That's a fact)
Deep in that pussy 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 shit 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 shit
And you know this bitch with me then you know she toppin’ shit
Yeah, she got them rockets, bitch
Yeah, I told her to slob this dick
Yeah, cuz she always popping shit
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