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redman - booyaka shot lyrics

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[intro]
booyaka shot
cosmo (give it to me)
yeah (give it to me)

[verse 1]
yo, i walk in high
my eyes all red like i went around with wine manuel marques
these chicken heads with me be on meds
and i’m hungover too, i woke up with a bald head
my momma said “redman, boy, you a smoke addict”
i replied “momma, better than a dope addict”
rap, i’m dope at it
the first mile, like [?] you gonna choke at it
the way i vocab it (go on)
split an l though
grab a b+tch too
drive around a gang area like sh+t’s cool
brag about your million views on youtube
and tell hеr that n+gga next to jay+z is you
’cause i don’t care who in thе gym tryna swell up
i go postal out of a ups mail truck
ring the bell, i’m like both of the derails
and my boy nas can tell that i’m back like the esco

[chorus]
ayo, b+b+b+booyaka shot
my whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (get ’em)
and when i’m in a jam, i booyaka shot
’cause boy with the pen, i go booyaka shot
ayo, b+b+b+b+booyaka shot (yeah)
my whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (let’s go)
and when i’m in a jam, i booyaka shot
’cause boy with the pen, i go booyaka shot
[verse 2]
yo, i roll the blunt with [?] and cocaine
with acid, pcp, hash and propane
now i’m a live wire tryna revive the don
to do a last episode of soul train
i got lebron james game, l.a.x
with a pen i’m untouchable, eliot ness
how heavy it gets? well, if i go broke
i put on the mask without the jim carrey effects (yeah)
that’s why i walk like there’s a lot of hair on my chest
and rappers give me room, like a marriott guest
then i bully the bullies around the playground
helpin’ the kids bring the suicide rate down (let’s go)
i talk with the best, hang with the less (that’s right)
they all get the same address: f+ck ya feelings! (f+ck you)
if you judgin’ me by a music, color or race
you might find the banana clip very appealin’

[chorus]
ayo, b+b+b+booyaka shot
my whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (get ’em)
and when i’m in a jam, i booyaka shot
’cause boy with the pen, i go booyaka shot
ayo, b+b+b+b+booyaka shot (yeah)
my whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (let’s go)
and when i’m in a jam, i booyaka shot
’cause boy with the pen, i go booyaka shot
[verse 3]
yo, red back on the bs (on the bs)
it’s feeling like the 70’s in the bx
i’m kool herc of this era, and it gets better
i’m like the w, i do it whenever, whenever (yeah)
i’m in the g ride bumpin’ dogg pound
weed louder than white kids having meltdowns
i told my psychiatrist i need help now
i go cold red for all the cases of the mike browns (that’s right, n+gga)
my mic sounds nice, don’t it?
that’s how it sounds when a seasoned n+gga throwin’ salt and pepper on it (uh)
and let a rude fan try to have a heckle moment
he better be insured walkin’ with that gecko on him
i’m devilish with a holy grail feel
listenin’ to me, you get a holyfield ear
40. cal in my homie wheelchair
so we don’t need no prints when my homie bell air
they say i’m a little old to be doing rap
i said, that cr+p y’all doing? i ain’t doing that
when the fans misguided, i rely on they medulla oblongata
then i crack they piñata
f+ck boys never win, only g’s up
i married the rap game without a prenup
i told a girl to get some edibles
she said, what’s edibles?
i said, eat a bowl of these nuts
[chorus]
ayo, b+b+b+booyaka shot
my whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (get ’em)
and when i’m in a jam, i booyaka shot
’cause boy with the pen, i go booyaka shot
ayo, b+b+b+b+booyaka shot (yeah)
my whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (let’s go)
and when i’m in a jam, i booyaka shot
’cause boy with the pen, i go booyaka shot



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