Lyrics:
Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'
a fat ass we call her Boobie
Go figure huh I'm no killer just a rapper by the name of Duck-Bo nigga
Kings goatee rock a balding game like MJ ball like
hee, hee. I'm a Bartman.
Everybody, if you can, do the Bartman.
Swing it, baby.
Shake your body, turn it out if you can, man.
Hoo-uh.
Front
People call me the boogeyman
People say that i'm not real
What they seem to forget is
I'm michael myers
You can run but you can't hide
You can never
that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm
Catch me if you can
Satan will keep me alive
For the evil side
Yeah
I'm the Boogie Man
Kill me if you can
I'm the Boogie Man
Michael is Satan
I'm
time you out the hood
That's good now stay on the grind
Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
These days
suspicion
Man look how we living
We on a timer, your life could get took any minute
And don’t nobody ever really care until it's trending
Am I expendable
Grabbed three pussies off the shelf. "Can you ring me up?"
We fucking by the cereal. Aisle three: clean it up
It's the Summertime, so I'm ballin' like
future, your future
i will tell to, your future
you often have asked of me
your true love will die
by your own right hand
and crazy man Michael
will cursed
to win it?
"Yes, I'm in Manhattan and I'll be there in a minute'
"And oh, by the way, I re-listened to your hit"
"Hey Rick", what's the scoop?
"Oh
to blush
Call me Giannas I'm counting these bucks
I go to the strip club so George get a touch
She shaking her ass it gave me a rush
These racks in my jeans
, by-by-by, Jamal-Ski, ki-ki-kiyah!
[Jamal-Ski] {best guess}
Jump up and be upon the mic and stick em
Come follow me the man me work for the mic
They
a Tesla shooting yellin nigga drive...
But I'm ...
Tryna be a nigga with a drive ..
But I'm ...
Not even a nigga who can drive...
Bow your heads...
Like
Freedom '90
George Michael
I won't let you down
I will not give you up
Gotta have some faith in the sound
It's the one good thing that I've
the gun, yeah (ya'kno?)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (watch this)
It's a shame that the hood's an addiction
Them man fell from
when I'm raising my defenses (yeah)
Man, I feel like Michael Keaton when a nigga start ascending (hey)
Never second guessing (hey), had to do a lot
[Lil' Kim]
I'm the L-I-L to the K-I-M
And not be -I-G, R.I.P. ba-by
I, rep BK and the, N.Y.C.
Don't no bitch do it like I D-I-D
And, since
[Lil' Kim]
I'm the L-I-L to the K-I-M
And not be -I-G, R.I.P. ba-by
I, rep BK and the, N.Y.C.
Don't no bitch do it like I D-I-D
And, since
the family shackles
Laboring a man he's gaffled
I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich lawn
I was brought up Muslim and Christian
I been studying
A black man broken by the system that was set
Thinking freedom was the debt, but the payment was death
By the authority I thought was meant to protect
Heart break kid
Man, I feel like Shawn Michaels
I don't know what gives
Feels like I'm going psycho
Heart break kid
Man, I feel like Shawn Michaels
stretch
I got it mastered man
In the hood I'm like plastic man!
Stretch
Fantastic man,
I make the money come faster man!
Yeah
Your favorite bad guy's gone,
man Caprice own
You finna take off them twenties and put them big 23's on
Watchin' the latest DVD's with the TV's on
It's hot AC in winter can turn
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