Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Woodpecker, artist - Hush. Album song Bulletproof, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Danny Boy
Song language: English
Woodpecker |
| 1 for the money 2 for the ho ho’s |
| 3 for my homies in them lo lo’s |
| 4 for the shots at the po po’s |
| 5 for my bitches out there getting' dough though |
| I walk up in the club what you say boy |
| Maybach Benz valeted I’m a playboy |
| Shake them haters like a play toy |
| Detroit playas in them gators all day boy |
| Out for that Pillsbury dough boy |
| Go for them throats like Siegfried & Roy |
| Got more tools than Home Depot |
| We ain’t afraid to use 'em homie be cool |
| Red beam on your chest can you see that |
| Put terror in ya squad better lean back |
| Work it out good with your crook neck |
| Now let me see your head do the wodpeck |
| How much wood could a wood peck peck |
| If a wood peck could peck wood? |
| Are you a woodpecker? |
| (Peck wood) |
| If you’re a woodpecker (Peck wood) |
| How much would could a wood peck? |
| Hey yo, work it out good with your crook neck |
| Are you a woodpecker? |
| (Peck wood) |
| If you’re a woodpecker (Peck wood) |
| Hey yo do that shit do that shit do it |
| Shoot that shit shoot that shit shoot it |
| Tyler Durden in this game don’t fight me |
| Fresh pair black jeans and a white tee |
| Dj’s put it on when we come through |
| See us in the VIP what you gon' do |
| Put your glass up toast a real baller |
| Your girl hits me I don’t have to call her |
| Takes it all in like a deep throat |
| Warm and all fuzzy like a sheep coat |
| My name tattooed on her waistline |
| Taste fine like a track with a bassline |
| Honey bees buzzin' like a beehive |
| You’re 'bout to get stung in your behind |
| About to blast off with a headshot |
| And this track makes everybody’s head knock |
| Do that shit do that shit do it |
| Hang out with a star I’m far out |
| Drinks on me I bought the bar out |
| Lamborghini whip pull them cars out |
| H2, Phantom, money green Jaguar’s out |
| Baby in the fur’s all cute & shy |
| See won’t ever see Hush in a suit & tie |
| Act all sweet I’ll maybe let ya |
| See me all naked in my baby pictures |
| 1st you gotta show me where your milks at |
| And break me off a piece like a Kit Kat |
| Hush in ya mouth cut the chit chat |
| Put a pillow in ya back let me hit that |
| Desperate for the dick like a housewife |
| Pussy’s love sick it meow’s nice |
| Work it out good with your crook neck |
| Now let me see your head do the woodpeck |
| Are you a woodpecker? |
| Who’s a woodpecker? |
| I want a woodpecker |
| I need a woodpecker |