Holy Shit

Well, holy shit
Did you hear that corn?
I'm not sure but I could've sworn
I heard him say
Somethin' kinda silly
Somethin' kinda whack
About whackin' his willie
His really big willie

Well, holy shit
He's talkin' rocks
Somethin' ain't right
Gotta block that cock
A-doodle-doo
You heard it too? (I heard it too!)
Somethin' 'bout a threat
And gettin' out of debt
And if I didn't know better
Well, brother I'd bet he's a liar and a cheat
And his story stinks
Would you tell me what you think?
Well, I think -

Holy shit!
Well, holy shit (well, holy shit!)
She heard it too (I heard it three)
And nothin' 'round here gonna get past me
I heard whispers (I heard moans)
And a one-woman man don't need two hoes
Is he gettin' out of jail?
Is he out on bail?
Is he in a cartel?
I don't know, but somethin' smells
Like Tampa
Somethin' fishy just south of Savannah
Is she a prop in his propaganda?
Trouble's traveled all the way from Tampa (whoa)
Tampa
Holy shit!



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Writer(s): Shane L. Mcanally, Brandy Lynn Clark
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