[Sly Boogy]

Sly Boogy

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yeah, check it

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I be curb servin' this ebonical slang

When it's time to splerge a verse, I'm on top of my game

I cock back and spit to leave the streets in flames

and I got it on lock with dead bolts and chains

You better duck 'cause I aim for the waist up

If I'm the nigga spittin' the Philly is gettin laced up (ha)

And I don't battle on wack nigga, so raise up

That's like tryin' to titty fuck a bitch with an A-cup

But if you blast first, I'ma blast back

And by the last verse you gon' pull yo panties out yo ass crack

Then I'ma backtrack and reach inside my backpack

And slip another clip in the strap and let the gat clap

And that's that, I be stupid, ruthless

With a flow that be travelin' like loose acoustics

I'm a hog nigga like I just did two bids

Comin' home to a gang of whips and two cribs