Letras
Pull down my zipper, yeah, you got my dick up
Some do it sick, but no one do it sicker
Love to meet the locust, hocus pocus
I bring a gun with these motherfucking roses
And you know this, bitch, don't front
Yeah, I know you're Manny from a planet called Punk
Little can you chill, promise you I will
The moment that he proves that he really does kill
Tell you how I feel, I keep it on the reala
Sucking on my stick 'cause you're thinking I'm a killer
Respect that I get got your kitty all wet
From the young to the sprung to the neighborhood vets
Bitch, don't forget, I'm loved and adored
Met you as a woman and forgot you as a whore
Motherfucking prick, that seven day itch
And you wonder why we call you bitch
I'm that boogeyman, that's what I am
And I came to get whatever I can
I'm that boogeyman, that's what I am
And I came to get whatever I can
I put poison in your mind, mark you in a rhyme
Pity to the blind, can't see me in my prime
And time goes by so slowly
Baby, come and hold me, make me feel holy
Show me that another man can't steal you
Tell me that you love me and I'll tell you that I feel you
Met a lot of groupies, met a lot of bitches
Need to find God and turn your life religious
Burning up my bridges, fucking with the sickest
Finally you're sober, Miss Jehovah Witness
Knocking on my door, forever be a whore
Lying to yourself and you're lying to the Lord
Dig a little more, now let me explore
Say you keep it real, let me ask the ouija board
I'm that boogeyman, that's what I am
And I came to get whatever I can
I'm that boogeyman, that's what I am
And I came to get whatever I can
Some say I'm cocky, ghetto like Rocky
Proved it back in April when the law came and got me
Shipped me out to Bailey, tripping off my lady
Fucking up my grin, she's Kim and I'm Stady
Baby, when I don't make it, then worry
Left me in a puddle full of money, got blurry
Hurry up and sing, don't forget to bring
A little bit of sun coming back from Palm Springs
You know what I mean, now baby, keep it true
Now fuck me and you, it was you who made me blue
Played me for a fool, shattering my pride
Hit the 805, with that tool, I would drive
A month and a half before I crossed your path
Giving petty minded fools all the reason to laugh
Now how did I become so weak to you?
Can't look me in the face when I speak to you, ah
I'm that boogeyman, that's what I am
And I came to get whatever I can
I'm that boogeyman, that's what I am
And I came to get whatever I can