Lights out everybody
It is
Later than
You think
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Sliding to get an OT
Sitting up high like I'm on blue dream
Got the 12's in the trunk
And they shake the street
Ghoste up in black and my soul don't freeze
Putting motherf*ckers underwater
Ever since I dropped my
Verse to LeaveMeInTheSky
Too broke to live so I called up the reaper
And asked him why I'm still alive
Never give a f*ck about a motherf*cker
Trying to bring a motherf*cker
Down to they level
Settle for the shit you never show
And when it's never enough for me to
Make it to the next level
So I see you wanna act like
You speak to the devil
He's kicking it in my back seat
And if I wake up in the
Morning with no scratch on me
I'ma remain closed and deceased
When you see me better jump
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Ghostemane - OOGABOOGA Lyrics
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Lights out everybody
It is
Later than
You think
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Sliding to get an OT
Sitting up high like I'm on blue dream
Got the 12's in the trunk
And they shake the street
Ghoste up in black and my soul don't freeze
Putting motherf*ckers underwater
Ever since I dropped my
Verse to LeaveMeInTheSky
Too broke to live so I called up the reaper
And asked him why I'm still alive
Never give a f*ck about a motherf*cker
Trying to bring a motherf*cker
Down to they level
Settle for the shit you never show
And when it's never enough for me to
Make it to the next level
So I see you wanna act like
You speak to the devil
He's kicking it in my back seat
And if I wake up in the
Morning with no scratch on me
I'ma remain closed and deceased
When you see me better jump
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
It is
Later than
You think
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Sliding to get an OT
Sitting up high like I'm on blue dream
Got the 12's in the trunk
And they shake the street
Ghoste up in black and my soul don't freeze
Putting motherf*ckers underwater
Ever since I dropped my
Verse to LeaveMeInTheSky
Too broke to live so I called up the reaper
And asked him why I'm still alive
Never give a f*ck about a motherf*cker
Trying to bring a motherf*cker
Down to they level
Settle for the shit you never show
And when it's never enough for me to
Make it to the next level
So I see you wanna act like
You speak to the devil
He's kicking it in my back seat
And if I wake up in the
Morning with no scratch on me
I'ma remain closed and deceased
When you see me better jump
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Hiding in your f*cking trunk
Steppin all up in that So-Flo shit
I'm dirty right down to the bone
Ooga f*cking booga, bitch
Riding in that f*cking donk
Scheming my way to the back of your brain
And I'm coming up with that future phonk
Writer: ERIC WHITNEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Third Side Music Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Third Side Music Inc.