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[Sly Boogy] Sly Boogy uh uh heh heh yeah, check it uh uh I be curb servin' this ebonical slang When it's time to splerge a verse, I'm on top of my game I cock back and spit to leave the streets in flames and I got it on lock with dead bolts and chains You better duck 'cause I aim for the waist up If I'm the nigga spittin' the Philly is gettin laced up (ha) And I don't battle on wack nigga, so raise up That's like tryin' to titty fuck a bitch with an A-cup But if you blast first, I'ma blast back And by the last verse you gon' pull yo panties out yo ass crack Then I'ma backtrack and reach inside my backpack And slip another clip in the strap and let the gat clap And that's that, I be stupid, ruthless With a flow that be travelin' like loose acoustics I'm a hog nigga like I just did two bids Comin' home to a gang of whips and two cribs From Letras Mania