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Intro
Shi, niggas know the truth
[Thank You Fizzle
[Smoov what’s good baby?]
Verse 1
My life consist of double R’s car pullin’
Drum line nigga, nigga stomped the yard wit’ em’
Beams on the chop finna’ break a wall wit’ em’
Hangin’ wit’ the opps, you could be his Paul Bearer
Who’s that creeping through your window? Charles Barkley
He’s just an actor he could be Mekhi Phifer
Who’s that holdin’ Drakeo pictures? Nine lifers
Get flipped like a bic we came in wit’ nine lighters
Chorus
Who’s that creepin? It’s the Boogieman, peekaboo
Thirty full shots out the box when I stick n’ move
I came with some real mean guys they’ll get at you
I drive in a Rolls Royce don and still stick you up
Mean comments on the gram, time to hit em’ up
I drive in a Rolls Royce don and still stick you up
I just dropped 50 on his head they’ll pick it up
All my opps mad i’m gettin’ money and they snitches too
The Boogieman in the closet nigga peekaboo [Shii nigga
These VVS on my neck and wrist is despicable
Verse 2
Diamonds on my neck jewels dancing, nigga mazel tov
Don’t think about it nigga, use your head cuz’ we’ll knock it off
I got wicked thoughts in the trenches, fuck all that poppin off
Blow em’ out his boots with this chop, wit’ no socks involved
Shi, we ain’t finna do no fighting
At his momma house drinkin’ syrup, pullin’ all nighters
Swish cheese if it’s beef, leave a nigga cold turkey
Grim reaper, street sweeper, it’s just me the soul snatcher
All these nigga’s act like strippers think I seem em’ pole dancin’
It’s a hunnid’ in the chop I just parked the fo’ matic
The Stinc Team in the building n’ we don’t do no cappin’
Get the fuck up out my comments fo’ I blast em’
Chorus
Who’s that creepin? It’s the Boogieman, peekaboo
Thirty full shots out the box when I stick n’ move
I came with some real mean guys they’ll get at you
I drive in a Rolls Royce don and still stick you up
Mean comments on the gram, time to hit em’ up
I drive in a Rolls Royce don and still stick you up
I just dropped 50 on his head they’ll pick it up
All my opps mad i’m gettin’ money and they snitches too
The Boogieman in the closet nigga peekaboo [Shii nigga
These VVS on my neck and wrist is despicable
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Intro
Shi, niggas know the truth
[Thank You Fizzle
[Smoov what’s good baby?]
Verse 1
My life consist of double R’s car pullin’
Drum line nigga, nigga stomped the yard wit’ em’
Beams on the chop finna’ break a wall wit’ em’
Hangin’ wit’ the opps, you could be his Paul Bearer
Who’s that creeping through your window? Charles Barkley
He’s just an actor he could be Mekhi Phifer
Who’s that holdin’ Drakeo pictures? Nine lifers
Get flipped like a bic we came in wit’ nine lighters
Chorus
Who’s that creepin? It’s the Boogieman, peekaboo
Thirty full shots out the box when I stick n’ move
I came with some real mean guys they’ll get at you
I drive in a Rolls Royce don and still stick you up
Mean comments on the gram, time to hit em’ up
I drive in a Rolls Royce don and still stick you up
I just dropped 50 on his head they’ll pick it up
All my opps mad i’m gettin’ money and they snitches too
The Boogieman in the closet nigga peekaboo [Shii nigga
These VVS on my neck and wrist is despicable
Verse 2
Diamonds on my neck jewels dancing, nigga mazel tov
Don’t think about it nigga, use your head cuz’ we’ll knock it off
I got wicked thoughts in the trenches, fuck all that poppin off
Blow em’ out his boots with this chop, wit’ no socks involved
Shi, we ain’t finna do no fighting
At his momma house drinkin’ syrup, pullin’ all nighters
Swish cheese if it’s beef, leave a nigga cold turkey
Grim reaper, street sweeper, it’s just me the soul snatcher
All these nigga’s act like strippers think I seem em’ pole dancin’
It’s a hunnid’ in the chop I just parked the fo’ matic
The Stinc Team in the building n’ we don’t do no cappin’
Get the fuck up out my comments fo’ I blast em’
Chorus
Who’s that creepin? It’s the Boogieman, peekaboo
Thirty full shots out the box when I stick n’ move
I came with some real mean guys they’ll get at you
I drive in a Rolls Royce don and still stick you up
Mean comments on the gram, time to hit em’ up
I drive in a Rolls Royce don and still stick you up
I just dropped 50 on his head they’ll pick it up
All my opps mad i’m gettin’ money and they snitches too
The Boogieman in the closet nigga peekaboo [Shii nigga
These VVS on my neck and wrist is despicable
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