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eric howl - hellectrick boogaloo lyrics

we givin you exactly what you want
exactly what you want
we givin you exactly what you want
exactly what you want

i ain’t a pusher man dawg i’m a butcher man
i punk more demi-gods than ashton kutcher can
so what’s your plan man?
stoppin sucka scams philly to j-pan
swingin swords like the yucca plant in the yucatán
real women what you gossipin where you put your hand?
they theoretical
i’m unethical
got queen elizabeth in the second row
shots ring out and your tipsy from head to toe
opting out of the sickness the medics blow
crop circles on you p-ssies and then i go
rock jordans like the lord of jericho
woah
cemeterial burial worried flow
liverpool kids on the merry-go say “there he go!” (yo!)
eric h-o-w-l
pull me down into the h-llectrick boogaloo

i’m givin you exactly what you want
gucci, ice, grills, platinum, whips and blunts
we don’t ever ever ever ever run
can’t cramp my style it ain’t that time of the month

we just rose outta h-ll that’s a bouquet
and it’s gettin hot as a jacuzzi
what ya gonna do, what ya gonna do? hey
now that i’m blowin up in the uk

h-llectrick boogaloo what is you gon’ do?
beat got you dippin that fondue
bridget and jane who they fonda
crashed up my honda
land upside down in a cemetary with my
head and my arms and my legs in a letter z
the angel said to me “let us pray”
no sir he fled away
never ‘gain will i be sedentary
i’m givin you exactly what you want
i’m givin you exactly what you need
they give you diabetes and hiv
everything a chilean rose’s 8 eyes see
i’m givin you exactly what you want
they helping you die before you 21
don’t bother tryina run
that’s not a lot of fun
prost-tutes is on the run and i just
give you what you want

i’m givin you exactly what you want
gucci, ice, grills, platinum, whips and blunts
we don’t ever ever ever ever run
can’t cramp my style it ain’t that time of the month

we just rose outta h-ll that’s a bouquet
and it’s gettin hot as a jacuzzi
what ya gonna do, what ya gonna do? hey
now that i’m blowin up in the uk

this is how i came to know god
this is how i came to know god, no prob
all i used to dream about was trying to get a bl-w j-b
back when i ain’t ever had no job
i been working since i was 8 years old
shoveling snow that’s a snow job
being a thief is no job
told my boss “i want a nose job” she said “no!
god made you so hot, even when your old brother
gave you a 3 stooges moe bowl cut in the old
garage”
i’m trapped in this snow globe god it’s so cold
why!?
i’m in atlantic city cruisin down the strip
past the stripclubs, husbands dip
i pray “dear lord, give me what is fun”
a prost-tute says “hi baby, i’ll give you what you want”

want, want, want, want
i’m givin you exactly what you want
i’m givin you exactly what you want
i give you what you want

- eric howl lyrics

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