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warhol.ss - keep heat lyrics

[intro]
woah kenny

[verse 1: warhol]
gosha my linen, i keep me a pigeon
made the decision now codeine i’m p-ssin’
back to back b-tches, i keep me a fifty
chop up the dough how she f-ck up the kitchen
chef on my b-tches, come stay with the lemons
take any doses, i pilfer the feeling
f-ck with emotion, i can’t see the ceiling
i put the dot on the head like you krillin
switch up the dot, keep the beam on the steamer
fendi my focus i drip like a preacher
keep pressing on me and i lean like a meter
my cuban in cleaners, it needed a cleanup
i switch up the pace, i watch for the jakes
i beat it like zay, piano i play
i play with the keys, and i [?] by the day
bust out the form, we swerving the hate
i’m needing my check so i fly overseas
keep undercover like i cut up tees
b-tches bustin’, they be sticking like fleas
slimy n-gg-s wipe your nose like a sneeze
[?] n-gg-s be wanting something
p-ssy, i know you’re fussy
and i know we tuckin’
n-gg-s a dime a dozen
he pour the robitussin
keep aquafina, put three in a liter
i’m simon they do it, it’s follow the leader
i trap in the bando, hit me on the beeper
i pour when i’m landing, i’m kissing the easter
i’m fly like air force
i keep me some horses
i k!ll like abortion
i popped an extortion
in paris, i need me some woods, i import em
n-gg- be fishin’, like f-ck it i don’t want it

[verse 2: rico nasty]
rollin loud, smokin’ loud
ain’t have a car i can’t valet it now
talking sh-t, pulling up
point em out, like who the one who said it, now?
few pounds, touch down
he said, “i never seen a b-tch bust it down”
watch what you doing and who you do it to
’cause what go around could come back around
if money was milkin’ i need me a cow
proving ’em wrong like did i hear a doubt?
gotta roll out you f-cking up my count
you see what i’m doing, you know what i’m about
when i count my stacks, that sh-t make sound effect
got these b-tches really mad, cause they see i’m in my bag
they like, “oh my goodness, you wish you f-cking could b-tch”
in a new car with a white girl that’s a cool whip
ain’t no one to fool with
never on no bullsh-t
just made a lot of money and i spent it on that outfit

[hook: warhol]
listen, i keep heat, yeah
we’re out on these streets, yeah
keep ones on my feet, yeah
we duck on police, yeah
eat up, we do feasts, yeah
just might f-ck your niece, yeah
velcro fold like crease, yeah
work like elbow grease
listen, i keep heat, yeah
we’re out on these streets, yeah
keep ones on my feet, yeah
we duck on police, yeah
eat up, we do feasts, yeah
just might f-ck your niece, yeah
velcro fold like crease, yeah
work like elbow grease

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