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letra de boogeyman - marijuanaxo

[intro] bally slatt
(jt, mix that sh-t up big dawg)
(off the wock’, i be dreamin’ and sh-t)
(leanin’ and sh-t)
ahh
baa-byy, oh

[verse 1] bally slatt
off the wock’, i be dreamin’ and sh-t, huh, all in my feelings, i be singing and sh-t
i’ll switch a n-gga right, don’t need no beam on this b-tch, like, skrrr-skrrr, faa
get to creepin’ in yo’ bushes, tell them n-ggas, “come outside”
he play internet games, he ain’t really in the field
his mans died last week, why he lyin’ like he’s him?
lil’ bro said it ain’t no put sh-t down, nah, for real, nah, for real, huh
[?]
caught his ass at the light, he know he f-cked
they know i’m finna double back, i’m tryna set his ass up
chop slidin’ with the chop, bust his ass out the cut
quick to bust his ass down, put his face in the mud

[verse 2] trapbaby
baaa-byy, yeah, i feel like lil’ bally
tee-tee, where you goin’ tryna run? i’m right here in the ally
and you know i’m ’bout that action like i’m over ally
huhh, you know my nerve crack
d-mn near wrapped the srt, kissed the curb back
from the first to the third of the month, i’ma serve all
pull up, drop it right up in yo’ hand then skirt off
tee-tee, where the money? give a f-ck how you feel
baby, you a crackhead, you ain’t got that many bills
but i’m deals on wheels
the car chopped, he got pills on pills
[verse 3] big haulin
i’m really in the field for real
if this rap sh-t don’t work, i know i can scam
free my brother bamm
we was just pullin’ nighters, out here knockin’ heads
we can run into him, we gon’ catch his mans
the opps ain’t been outside, they know how we playin’
caught ’em out in traffic, got ’em runnin’ reds
i’ll chase a n-gga down, then i knock one head
keep that drum on me, i play for a band
bust around the block, we gon’ spin again
(bust around the block, we gon’ spin again)

[bridge] marijuanaxo & big haulin
i’ll hop out yo’ cut like a-
when i pop out the cut
pop out the cut with a switch (bust around the block, we gon’ spin again)
huh, huh

[verse 4] marijuanaxo
i’ll pop out yo’ cut like the boogeyman
ride with 50 shots, and 50, that’s my n-gga, so i do the dance
i’ll really put you down, p-ssy, i ain’t playin’
i cracked a hunnid off the smoke, p-ssy, what you sayin’?
i do this sh-t for the pape, not the internet
wake up in the morning to these phones, i’ll get a check
they wanna beef i want m’s, that’s a bigger flex
sh-t, i’m tryna catch heads on a f-ckin’ jet
that n-gga lame so i tax for the za
and you can’t get a deal, n-gga, so don’t even try
f-ckin’ with my brother and i bet them bullets fly
these facts in these raps, baby, i won’t tell a lie
why the f-ck would you hate on the squad?
you gon’ f-ck around and get yo’ ass baked with this fye
(fa-fa)
now that’s another homicide
me and my brother had to slide

- marijuanaxo

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