The Boogeyman
Silkee Smoove
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Diego on the Board Baby, do you understand me now It's been a long time Long long If, sometimes, you see that I'm mad But hey Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel He told me to cook up Cook smoove When everything goes wrong, you see some bad So look I'm the missing piece to the puzzle Shit ain't never sweet when you a product from the struggle All that huffing and puffin boy gon getchu crumbled You must forgot my name I bang bang in this jungle What I got to lose stand up in my shoes I bet yeen gon be ready for these black & blues man what it do I'm fully loaded with a fat mag mad max Boy I'm on my badass boy don't make me mad mad I'm the Baba Yaga John Wick other brother on that stupid mutherfucka All raw no rubber all black all muscle Ski mask thug honor no threat all promise boy you fucking with monster Now let's go get it return of the muthafuckin realest None but sirens flashing when we walking inside of the building Eyes bloody red this shit here too evil for the children Ain't no nigga playing pussy we can box or get the bussing Rolling up then start puffin f*ck nigga can't tell me nothin Foes up know how I'm comin' shit Welcome to Montgomery They said Silk you think thugging nawl bitch I'm bout my money Nino Brown type of fit ain't nothing about me funny All shit tell me why the f*ck would I lie Man a nigga died I'm on a lifeline Ain worried bout tomorrow I wanna see the night skies Like my brothers told me ain't no time the right time Look Big shit fit so cold I can brang back dripping Eight piece on white forces looking crispy Pussy so wet see full on the dipstick Call me Mister Smoove man I'm always on my pimp shit This flow I dribble bout to past to fucking nigga Feel familiar finger roll the trigger thirty rounds a nigga Ain't no hiccups when I pick up just remember lord forgive us I done lost too many times ain't no way I'm just gon give up As I look up in the mirror the reflection seems much clearer That I'm realer than most of you muthafucka niggas This flow I dribble bout to pass it to my muthafuka nigga Feel familiar finger roll the trigger thirty rounds a nigga Ain't no hiccups when I pick up just remember lord forgive us I done lost too many times ain't no way I'm just gon give up As I look up in the mirror the reflection seems much clearer That I'm realer than most of you niggas Now let's go get it A nigga waited eight years for this shit Eight years Lost too many times aint no way a nigga gon give the f*ck up Uh-huh Like I told them niggas before nigga I'm the boogeyman The muthafuckin boogeyman I'll die for the shit That's all I can do you feel me Silk Smoove Man the bitch looked at me and said bitch you look like you him What you tell her I am
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Written by: Anthony Quinn, David Quinn, Fred Farrier, William Taylor
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