Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Excuses, artist - WARHOL.SS. Album song Free Andy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 16.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Warhol.ss
Song language: English
No Excuses |
| Bags, yeah, tags, yeah, fashion |
| Put my hoe in Céline in a Mansion |
| Ooh, my bitch she bad, yeah, lovin' the feel |
| Count up a whole quarter mil' |
| I remember when I cracked the seal |
| I remember when these niggas peeled |
| Switched, it’s a shame |
| Hop in traffic, we switchin' these lanes |
| Hit your hoe, think she needed the cane |
| Love, hate, smoke, in the same |
| In the Fisker, switchin' frames |
| Keep it true, we the same |
| How you fuck up the work it’s a shame |
| Caught your hoe and she pull at my Hanes |
| Keep a P or two just for a drought |
| We been havin' this drip like Sarain |
| Keep biscotti wrapped in saran |
| And the double cup filled with the demons |
| Mortal K, kill 'em quick |
| Die slow, he a bitch |
| You a gang, or them niggas you pick |
| Percocet got me wit' a lil' itch |
| He a pussy I chop and he flinch |
| New whip four hunnid' lench |
| .45 burn a nigga up, cristo slide keep it on me young buck |
| John, big gas on me nigga no seeds |
| Bags, yeah, tags, yeah, fashion |
| Put my hoe in Céline in a Mansion |
| Ooh, my bitch she bad, yeah, lovin' the feel |
| Count up a whole quarter mil' |
| I remember when I cracked the seal |
| I remember when these niggas peeled |
| Switched, it’s a shame |
| Hop in traffic, we switchin' these lanes |
| Hit your hoe, think she needed the cane |
| Love, hate, smoke, in the same |
| In the Fisker, switchin' frames |
| Keep it true, we the same |
| Pop out, rock out |
| Got the Glocks out, we the mops now |
| Hit your hoe put her up on some game |
| Need to rob your nigga for some change |
| Bring it back, then she ready |
| Leave a nigga red like spaghetti |
| Private jets and we ride helis |
| Keep some water like I brought the levee’s |
| Bending corners I can’t need a Chevy |
| Keep a Tesla, on your lawn |
| Pourin' Act' up, in my lawn |
| Rockin' Dolce, at the farm |
| New Gabbana they call me Gambino |
| Keep my hoe in Louboutin all times |
| Bags, yeah, tags, yeah, fashion |
| Put my hoe in Céline in a Mansion |
| Ooh, my bitch she bad, yeah, lovin' the feel |
| Count up a whole quarter mil' |
| I remember when I cracked the seal |
| I remember when these niggas peeled |
| Switched, it’s a shame |
| Hop in traffic, we switchin' these lanes |
| Hit your hoe, think she needed the cane |
| Love, hate, smoke, in the same |
| In the Fisker, switchin' frames |
| Keep it true, we the same |