Moonlight

Album cover art for "Moonlight" by Ouija Macc & Kid Bookie

Ouija Macc & Kid Bookie - Rap, USA

Moonlight

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[Intro: Ouija Macc] Yeah yeah, bitch Ooh, ooh ooh Devereaux It's way too much shit goin' on For you to be on my dick [Chorus: Ouija Macc] Hashtag body bag, put that pussy all in that Toe tag on them pretty feet, I ain't callin' back Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Kill kill kill kill kill kill me Kill kill kill kill kill kill me Kill kill kill kill kill kill me Kill kill kill kill me [Verse 1: Ouija Macc] Enter the mind of a psycho And I got the butcher knife I feel like Michael Maybe I'm just homicidal No more living in denial I been on it for a while Fuck twelve with a smile Fuck the judge and the trial Leave the bodies in a pile Ouija gon' be a defier Rollin' and closin' the dryer Murder my every desire Surely the demons admire Pickety-pop the pussy Shawty she bad she bussin' She do not fuck with no step bro She want a Juggalo cousin (Fuckin') [Chorus: Ouija Macc] Hashtag body bag, put that pussy all in that Toe tag on them pretty feet, I ain't callin' back Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Hashtag body bag, put that pussy all in that Toe tag on them pretty feet, I ain't callin' back Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Kill kill kill kill kill kill me Kill kill kill kill kill kill me Kill kill kill kill kill kill me Kill kill kill kill me [Verse 2: Kid Bookie] Similar to sci-fi flicks, this life I live high rises Surrounding my everywhere come on I'ma ask that shit I found it fucking hilarious People jumping from the motherfucking top of a building 'Til they end up going night night bitch, fucking I like it Suicide livin' I think it's a killin' Of a knife I hid in my wife's eyelid Staring down the motherfucking barrel of a gun again One in them chambers, one of them coming to save us I pull it, a bullet where the brains are Takes us on a metaphysical journey Up in the cemetery, dead and buried You wanna meddle with me? You unleashing the demon, it's fucking leaving It's even then including everybody, even the heavens, I'm gone [Chorus: Ouija Macc] Hashtag body bag, put that pussy all in that Toe tag on them pretty feet, I ain't callin' back Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Hashtag body bag, put that pussy all in that Toe tag on them pretty feet, I ain't callin' back Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Kill kill kill kill kill kill me Kill kill kill kill kill kill me Kill kill kill kill kill kill me Kill kill kill kill me [Verse 3: Ouija Macc] Everyday sucker not feelin' me So I'ma chop 'em all up with the guilloutine I put your head in that little thing Leave it rollin' like amphetamine Better off givin' head to me Then ever tryin' to be ahead of me (Get it) Shawty she crawl like a centipede She give me top like a canopy What in the fuck is you tellin' me? Fuck twelve like polygamy Mischief in my soul, ho 17 'til infinity Headshot like a candy Takin' the anal virginity Spit in the face of my enemies Piss in the face of my enemies [Chorus: Ouija Macc] Hashtag body bag, put that pussy all in that Toe tag on them pretty feet, I ain't callin' back Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Hashtag body bag, put that pussy all in that Toe tag on them pretty feet, I ain't callin' back Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that? Moonlight on my butcher knife, what they callin' that?

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Credits

Writers
  • Kid Bookie
  • Ouija Macc