BOODANG ON THE CREEP lyrics

by

LIL BOODANG


[Verse]
Got the game on froze like a Eskimo
Baby O so cold, feel the shiver in your f*ckin' toes
p*ss your sheets, wake the f*ck up, b*tch, BOODANG on the creep
Who it is? O-D-O-G wreckin’ on the f*ckin' beat
Crush your f*ckin' chest, now you like me, you can’t f*ckin' breathe
Buterol boy, little O with the f*ckin' wheeze
Mexican, I like beans and rice, what the f*ck you mean?
Flautas with the chili, Chicharito, call me chicharrón
Baby pork rind, burn you like the surface of the sun
Run your mouth, you b*tch, I'll find you, beat your f*ckin' ass up
Why you hatin' on me? 'Cause I'm handsome, ’cause I’m beautiful?
You an ugly motherf*cker, you don't pull no f*ckin’ hoes
Music sounds like sh*t, your whole team can't even f*ckin' rap
Get the f*ck up out the game, you b*tch, it's time to f*ckin’ pack
Hold up, back up, better pick your pants up
I'mma break my foot off in your ass, you won't get clapped up
pus*y motherf*cker with the gun, you say you strapped up
BOODANG with the shank, I'll slice you, b*tch you gettin' stabbed up
Shanked up, leaking, torso bleeding
Limpin' 'cause I f*cked you up and kicked your f*ckin' knees in
Like your smile? Shut up, b*tch, I'll punch your f*ckin' teeth in
I don't give a f*ck about you, won't you please stop breathin'?
Not the one to f*ck with, your career of rapping ceased, trick
Six feet deep inside the dirt is where you f*ckin' sleep, b*tch
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