Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sheesh, artist - ZellHarper
Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sheesh |
KimJ On The Beat! |
Ahhahaha |
(Goddamn I’m high) |
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh (Lil Tracy) |
Tracy, Tracy, yah |
Huh, you ain’t high as me (Sheesh, sheesh) |
Yuh, yuh, yah, sheesh |
Damn, high as fuck (Sheesh) |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh) |
Sheesh, sheesh, you ain’t high as me |
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, bitch, I’m off the leash |
Leavin' the club and she coming with me (Yeah) |
Your bitch sucking and fucking on me (Sheesh, sheesh) |
Sheesh, damn, fuck, whoa, bad lil' hoe and she deep throat |
Feel like Soulja Boy, got me jumping' on my toes |
Sheesh, damn, fuck, whoa |
I know you see me stuntin', that shit ain’t bout nothin', yeah |
I been getting money, now these bitches wanna love me, yeah |
But it ain’t no loving, yeah |
Young nigga so fuckin' handsome got these hoes blushing, yeah |
Hot like I’m over stove, I be in my glow |
Now I’m in my mode, Super Saiyan on these hoes |
She like, «Damn, you boys on fire» baby, I already know |
Ready, Set, Go I’m fucking her fast but wanted me to go slow |
Feel like Tracy, orange chicken, bitch, I’m sauce drippin' |
Tryna copy my style, nigga, you be sauce flippin' |
I’m a rockstar, baby, I’m so used to pimpin' |
Busting these bitches and dippin' |
Now that bitch wanna play me like a mission, but I’m not slippin' Yeah |
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, you ain’t high as me |
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, bitch, I’m off the leash |
Leavin' the club and she coming with me (Yeah) |
Your bitch sucking and fucking on me (Sheesh, sheesh) |
Sheesh, damn, fuck, whoa, bad lil' hoe and she deep throat |
Feel like Soulja Boy, got me jumping' on my toes |
Sheesh, damn, fuck, whoa |
Damn, damn, blunt like seven grams |
Watch me do my dab, ooh, number one like cam |
I don’t want ya girl, boy, but she want my xans |
I fed it to her, yup, she ate that bitch right out my hand |
I’m a rockstar, rap-star, pop-star |
No matter how you lookin' at it, bitch, I’m still a star |
Lil baby got a way with Harper, now she in the stars |
I want a Phantom, Mazi, Bentley and a Jaguar |
She do exotic type of shit and she love my wrist |
My gold like bling-bling and my diamonds dance like Chris |
Louis V that’s on my shades, barely see my eyes |
We get so fuckin' high we feel paralyzed |
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, you ain’t high as me |
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, bitch, I’m off the leash |
Leavin' the club and she coming with me (Yeah) |
Your bitch sucking and fucking on me (Sheesh, sheesh) |
Sheesh, damn, fuck, whoa, bad lil' hoe and she deep throat |
Feel like Soulja Boy, got me jumping' on my toes |
Sheesh, damn, fuck, whoa |