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hooligan chase – loogie lyrics

[intro]
uh, heh
trick or treat!
ah, ah, ah
ah, ah, ah
ah, ah, ah
ah, ah, ah

[chorus]
31st, gettin’ spooky in this b-tch, what up
-hocks a loogie-
hock a loogie on your b-tch, shut up
i’m tryna put a plastic booty on my fist, what’s up
my [?] has made me money, ho, so shut the f-ck up

[verse]
i’m on a whole new scene with it (huh)
i’m a fat joe, lean with it
rock with it (yuh)
six-panel strap bat
my sh-t not fitted
it’s still cl-ssified as murder if a cop did it (yuh)
all talk, no walk, ho, you not with it ([?])
jeepers creepers in the flesh (word)
walking down my street, reaper breathin’ on my neck
i’m so sci-fi, give a b-tch some money ’cause i’m hungry
go to five guys, spend like $25 on my lunch
i’m a high guy
and that sh-t is expensive (f-ck)
i’m not worried ’bout pushin’ no beamers or benzes
funny how that in the game someone say that’s offensive
guess i’m pushin’ on they b-ttons while they gettin’ defensive, uh (you mad huh?)
fireman, burn it like a trap phone (ooh)
had to curve a b-tch, like my backbone (ooh)
it’s bananas, i stay with the samurai blade
one thing i must say, dumb b-tch, i’m a hot boy (hot boy)
what i thought my name was bee gee
f-ck up out my lab if you a dee dee (heh)
how you spendin’ daddy money on them gg’s?
my gmail full of payments, yeah, your boy be throwin’ [?]
yeah, uh
what’s the ransom? i already know
if you can see your grandson
scoopin’ up this dough (pop)
’til the man come
knockin’ on my door
and self-employment taxes is a motherf-ckin’ joke
uh, what’s the ransom? i already know
if you can see your grandson
scoopin’ up this dough (pop)
’til the man come
knockin’ on my door
and self-employment taxes is a motherf-ckin’ joke

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- hooligan chase lyrics

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