Boondawg - Riley’s Song lyrics
[Boondawg - Riley’s Song lyrics]
Shoutout to my man Shox ay yo, bro
Drop the beat boon-Dawg
Yessir
Mic check, mic check, microphone check
I'm the illest and i'm talented and 16
Trynna manifest myself on the big screen
Know what I mean? To 100 like McQueen
Sweet like a jelly bean
Your bitches know me, in between
Celine, Marline, Christine and Josephine
I can't even count them
But thats another theme
My dancing skills are on fleek, so clean
I'm a dancing machine
You can call me Billie Jean look
So cool like I'm the opposite of MrBean
Asking for my lifestyle nigga?
You can call me Charlie Sheen
So hot that you should better use a sunscreen
And your speakers blowing
Cause I'm spitting bars like a machine
Don't know if I'm from this planet
Not even a human bein'
Living a highlife, so I'm living your dream
So high that I'm feeling
Like I'm outer space, supreme
And when I' getting on stage
All these bitches gotta scream alien
Cause ma bars are so mystical
So, these niggas trynna hate on me? Critical
My lines are like a wonder, medical
And real Hip-Hop died, that's terrible
But I really trynna bring it back
Trynna kill these faggs
Only need a mic and a backpack
Full of bars, lines, texts, nouns
Verbs and facts than I'll count the money
Benjis, Frankis you know racks
The ruler of the game call me Pac
And imma hunt the money like Sachbach
Cause with the money comes the fame
That's the rap game
And rappers gotta be ashamed wreck tracks
Drop the beat boon-Dawg
Yessir
Mic check, mic check, microphone check
I'm the illest and i'm talented and 16
Trynna manifest myself on the big screen
Know what I mean? To 100 like McQueen
Sweet like a jelly bean
Your bitches know me, in between
Celine, Marline, Christine and Josephine
I can't even count them
But thats another theme
My dancing skills are on fleek, so clean
I'm a dancing machine
You can call me Billie Jean look
So cool like I'm the opposite of MrBean
Asking for my lifestyle nigga?
You can call me Charlie Sheen
So hot that you should better use a sunscreen
And your speakers blowing
Cause I'm spitting bars like a machine
Don't know if I'm from this planet
Not even a human bein'
Living a highlife, so I'm living your dream
So high that I'm feeling
Like I'm outer space, supreme
And when I' getting on stage
All these bitches gotta scream alien
Cause ma bars are so mystical
So, these niggas trynna hate on me? Critical
My lines are like a wonder, medical
And real Hip-Hop died, that's terrible
But I really trynna bring it back
Trynna kill these faggs
Only need a mic and a backpack
Full of bars, lines, texts, nouns
Verbs and facts than I'll count the money
Benjis, Frankis you know racks
The ruler of the game call me Pac
And imma hunt the money like Sachbach
Cause with the money comes the fame
That's the rap game
And rappers gotta be ashamed wreck tracks