Lyrics:
Boogey Man
Manic mad musician, maker of noise
That's jocked, by your homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around
I was
me
Scare me of dreams scare me they can come true
Oh yeah
True
A pity it's only a dream/it's true because when I looked down in there
I didn't see
pockets empty, I just needed a knot (knot)
I'm out the loop, I get the info from a fiend in the spot (woo)
I see the future, I been dreamin' a lot (dream
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
what them
Folks telling me bout Nick
They can never understand my child
Plus Little Gerald ain't mine
But I promised to God for them two
I'll put it
yo' face but I can't be around you and know you're not mine so if
you
really love him tell me am I wasting my time
Ooh Ooh. (gerald's many ooh's)
Vietnamese, I came with more than one bird, call it a geese
Can't know where I sleep, multiple keys, I'm having multiple dreams
I'm a juggernaut, you gon'
it touch down, I'ma buy a bust down
Your boy feelin' good, I ain't livin' in a rush now (Nah)
Been high for twenty years, I can't come down (I can
Like that pussy when I lick
I can't tell if a throat gets slit or a slut's throat sucking dick
We ain't help, cuz we wanna peek
We're like gods, we're
Till my dreams come true, I'ma rap this way
Till I find my true love, I'ma rap this way
You gon' see me wiggin' out like a bad toupee
We done came up
Oxycontin make a nigga barely walk
Hundred fifty for my mouth and I can barely talk (woo)
Thank you, I just took a picture in the backyard (woo)
Thank you,
Once in a galaxy beyond where eyes can see
There lived a wookie who was sexy as could be
(oh yeah) he loved his bebop and he
Loved the ladies too
heels
(Boy what you doin'?)
Can't tell you how ordinary feels
I pull, I pull any girl and she's with it
I'ma hook her up with other bitches
Hot boy with
Can't Get like me and I don't really give a shit
Cuz it's facts I am killing shit
When on the track it's manslaughter
Bank gone have some dam camas
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
on you
Talkin sideways and I'ma get to wiggin' on you
Kill em with success nigga that's why I'm steady shittin' on you
I'm in a different whip that's
it's poverty
I got this Drac', can't see nobody stoppin' me (no)
Come here, bae, post on the block with me
I'm ridin' 'round with a hundred-somethin'
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Lard!
Lard!
Lard! You can see it, in the clouds up in the sky.
Lard! Floats by in clusters in our water supply.
Lard! It's in all of us, man.
Yeah
It feels so good
Take it to 'em bro, throw down, now say
Settin' forth a course I'm really wiggin' out
In my dome I roam, no time to doubt
Ow, good God
(I'm down at the club, y'all, yeah)
Boogie down baby (Move ya)
Shake what ya mama made
I see by how you movin'
You could take it,
of a dollar cigar and took a puff. Says "My, ain't this purdy up here."
I says, "Earl, this hill can spill us. You better slow down or you gonna kill us. Just
hard, I swear a nigga just wanna change
Trying to run these bands up, I just want the money fuck the fame
I don't think I can do this no more, this shit
nigga, tell by my posture
I'm sitting low waiting on them to pop up
Smoking medical, I stay with tropical
And I can get through any kind of obstacle
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