Hey, so I got some good news
And I got some bad news about 2019
Um, the bad news is
It was trash and I was super depressed
The good news is
It was the best year of my life so far?
First off, lemme get a word off
Yo, talk that shit
Pussy comin' at me
Haha
Like a nerf ball
I'm flippin' that
(Bird chirpin' sound effect)
That's a bird call
Hoe, put those hands in the air
Middle fingers up to the sky
I be like, "damnit, don't care"
Ignition sparked in my whip
Oh, no, please pardon my French
Girl, I'm just talkin' my shit
Please jump up off of my dick
I blaze this path like a blunt
I've got some ash on my tongue
I've just been hashin' it back
I nearly hacked up a lung
I tell 'em no more stressin', one more session
Over Twisted chord progressions
David Blaine, I hold my breath and
Hope the Holy Ghost is present
Holy f*ck
They be like "holy f*ck"
I think they
I think they
I think they know what's up
Holy f*ck
Hold me up
All I heard was last call
Holy f*ck
Throw me something quick
Like a fast ball
Holy f*ck
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
Holy f*ck
Hold up
Lemme take my f*ckin' mask off
My name is Eric like "hey, whattup"
I got a voice so great, I make bae shut up
I got a lawnmower tongue, leave snakes cut up
I got a - uh, yo I just make 'em say, "the f*ck?"
This shit, don't stop it
You can look, but don't touch nothin'
Got 'em feelin' like they window shoppin'
Then I hit 'em with a different topic
Look
I've been doin' this since 9th grade
I'ma tell the story, do it my way
She gon' tell her girls that we might hang
But she about to do whatever I say, kiddin'
She love my shit, man, she wants to dip, man
She wants to be in the skits and the pics, man
Flows gonna flip and hoes gonna get me
She want the
She want the
She want the dick, man
Holy f*ck
They be like "holy f*ck"
I think they, I think they
I think they know what's up
They be like "holy f*ck"
They be like "holy f*ck"
I think they, I think they
I think they know what's up
Sing it with me
Holy f*ck
Hold me up
All I heard was last call
Holy f*ck
Throw me something quick
Like a fast ball
Holy f*ck
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
Holy f*ck
Hold up
Lemme take my f*ckin' mask off
I've been all alone feelin' lost
The world sold me ideas, you don't know how much I bought
You don't know the price, naw, you don't know the cost
How much does it take to get my f*ckin' point across?
And they said time is money, I'm a pauper in these streets
When I gave up my life, Jesus Christ, for all these beats
So I'll say "Abba, Father" right before I fall asleep
But just gimme some time and I'll be back up on my feet
Eric Armitage - Holy Fuck Lyrics
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English
Hey, so I got some good news
And I got some bad news about 2019
Um, the bad news is
It was trash and I was super depressed
The good news is
It was the best year of my life so far?
First off, lemme get a word off
Yo, talk that shit
Pussy comin' at me
Haha
Like a nerf ball
I'm flippin' that
(Bird chirpin' sound effect)
That's a bird call
Hoe, put those hands in the air
Middle fingers up to the sky
I be like, "damnit, don't care"
Ignition sparked in my whip
Oh, no, please pardon my French
Girl, I'm just talkin' my shit
Please jump up off of my dick
I blaze this path like a blunt
I've got some ash on my tongue
I've just been hashin' it back
I nearly hacked up a lung
I tell 'em no more stressin', one more session
Over Twisted chord progressions
David Blaine, I hold my breath and
Hope the Holy Ghost is present
Holy f*ck
They be like "holy f*ck"
I think they
I think they
I think they know what's up
Holy f*ck
Hold me up
All I heard was last call
Holy f*ck
Throw me something quick
Like a fast ball
Holy f*ck
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
Holy f*ck
Hold up
Lemme take my f*ckin' mask off
My name is Eric like "hey, whattup"
I got a voice so great, I make bae shut up
I got a lawnmower tongue, leave snakes cut up
I got a - uh, yo I just make 'em say, "the f*ck?"
This shit, don't stop it
You can look, but don't touch nothin'
Got 'em feelin' like they window shoppin'
Then I hit 'em with a different topic
Look
I've been doin' this since 9th grade
I'ma tell the story, do it my way
She gon' tell her girls that we might hang
But she about to do whatever I say, kiddin'
She love my shit, man, she wants to dip, man
She wants to be in the skits and the pics, man
Flows gonna flip and hoes gonna get me
She want the
She want the
She want the dick, man
Holy f*ck
They be like "holy f*ck"
I think they, I think they
I think they know what's up
They be like "holy f*ck"
They be like "holy f*ck"
I think they, I think they
I think they know what's up
Sing it with me
Holy f*ck
Hold me up
All I heard was last call
Holy f*ck
Throw me something quick
Like a fast ball
Holy f*ck
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
Holy f*ck
Hold up
Lemme take my f*ckin' mask off
I've been all alone feelin' lost
The world sold me ideas, you don't know how much I bought
You don't know the price, naw, you don't know the cost
How much does it take to get my f*ckin' point across?
And they said time is money, I'm a pauper in these streets
When I gave up my life, Jesus Christ, for all these beats
So I'll say "Abba, Father" right before I fall asleep
But just gimme some time and I'll be back up on my feet
And I got some bad news about 2019
Um, the bad news is
It was trash and I was super depressed
The good news is
It was the best year of my life so far?
First off, lemme get a word off
Yo, talk that shit
Pussy comin' at me
Haha
Like a nerf ball
I'm flippin' that
(Bird chirpin' sound effect)
That's a bird call
Hoe, put those hands in the air
Middle fingers up to the sky
I be like, "damnit, don't care"
Ignition sparked in my whip
Oh, no, please pardon my French
Girl, I'm just talkin' my shit
Please jump up off of my dick
I blaze this path like a blunt
I've got some ash on my tongue
I've just been hashin' it back
I nearly hacked up a lung
I tell 'em no more stressin', one more session
Over Twisted chord progressions
David Blaine, I hold my breath and
Hope the Holy Ghost is present
Holy f*ck
They be like "holy f*ck"
I think they
I think they
I think they know what's up
Holy f*ck
Hold me up
All I heard was last call
Holy f*ck
Throw me something quick
Like a fast ball
Holy f*ck
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
Holy f*ck
Hold up
Lemme take my f*ckin' mask off
My name is Eric like "hey, whattup"
I got a voice so great, I make bae shut up
I got a lawnmower tongue, leave snakes cut up
I got a - uh, yo I just make 'em say, "the f*ck?"
This shit, don't stop it
You can look, but don't touch nothin'
Got 'em feelin' like they window shoppin'
Then I hit 'em with a different topic
Look
I've been doin' this since 9th grade
I'ma tell the story, do it my way
She gon' tell her girls that we might hang
But she about to do whatever I say, kiddin'
She love my shit, man, she wants to dip, man
She wants to be in the skits and the pics, man
Flows gonna flip and hoes gonna get me
She want the
She want the
She want the dick, man
Holy f*ck
They be like "holy f*ck"
I think they, I think they
I think they know what's up
They be like "holy f*ck"
They be like "holy f*ck"
I think they, I think they
I think they know what's up
Sing it with me
Holy f*ck
Hold me up
All I heard was last call
Holy f*ck
Throw me something quick
Like a fast ball
Holy f*ck
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
Holy f*ck
Hold up
Lemme take my f*ckin' mask off
I've been all alone feelin' lost
The world sold me ideas, you don't know how much I bought
You don't know the price, naw, you don't know the cost
How much does it take to get my f*ckin' point across?
And they said time is money, I'm a pauper in these streets
When I gave up my life, Jesus Christ, for all these beats
So I'll say "Abba, Father" right before I fall asleep
But just gimme some time and I'll be back up on my feet
Writer: Eric Armitage
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