VooDoo Boyz

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, propr, got the Got .380s in my backpack DMT swagg raps opening the fat back I hit that pussy licker ass back Money in her purse so you know I'm about to snatch that Adderall in my pocket [?] my socket [?] loads [?] Pussy filling up [?] All the hoes be watching I'mma sell that bitch Now her face cost about twenty cheese And her twat costs about six That pussy is worth [?] But that [?] is not functioning I come I be running things that [?] [?] a fucking drink Thirty thousand dumb whores Don't know how to fucking think But they give me good brain I choke her up in the fucking sink Nose bleeding white whores lined up like the [?] DMT swag in the back With a picky whore Say she hates my outfit Too posh too fresh So I fuck that bitch And her fucking friends, who's nеxt? [Chorus] Propr Boyz going to make a bong at your skull Smoke DMT about it shouldn't fuck with the bull Propr Boyz going to makе a bong at your skull Smoking DMT about it shouldn't fuck with the bull Propr Boyz going to make a bong at your skull Smoking DMT about it shouldn't fuck with the bull Propr Boyz going to make a bong at your skull Smoke DMT out shouldn't fuck with the bull [Verse 2] Ritualistic methods of manipulating space and time Quiji Boards are uses (useless(?)) when the mortals choose to blur the line To the other side, spiritual realm Life and death combine Voodoo boyz who caught your spirits [?] magic with your bitch She might tell you things you think are true But those are evil spirits Causing you the hate on me but [?] often be deceiving When my homie Shame passed away Overdose and leaning I ain't see his way But my spirit still chilling with him Carbon based bloodline, [?] for drunk bitch Philosophical prints and the feds can't touch this Hard on a bitch, my genetics [?] and trusted Make a catch up if the pussy smell like mustard Propr Boyz run a whole motherfucking galaxy Dick 'em all down, never lie so they ain't mad at me [?] Boyz please hide the money sign [?] swag sign that pussy on the running [?] [Chorus] Propr Boyz going to make a bong at your skull Smoke DMT about it shouldn't fuck with the bull Propr Boyz going to make a bong at your skull Smoking DMT about it shouldn't fuck with the bull Propr Boyz going to make a bong at your skull Smoking DMT about it shouldn't fuck with the bull Propr Boyz going to make a bong at your skull Smoke DMT out shouldn't fuck with the bull [Verse 3] I'm a dark ass nigga but I'm hella white Satan praying ass nigga but the pussy [?] Always wet hella sex find drugs and sluts Only posh only best wack niggas just a [?] So puss loose, some type pussy is a master But do not worry it will never bite Sit back, take a tab (tad(?)) trip [?] and relax Grab your bitch, I fuck the [?] on the low But you ain't even know, your mama slidin' up my dick Like a stripper pole You wish you had my swag that you will never have [?] couple grams of DMT, you niggas ain't with this I'm seeing unicorns and fish bitch Propr, propr, propr, propr I'm trippin' LSD You niggas just hate me while I rip my DMT You got a sneak peek and heard that show scream