Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boo, artist - Azizi Gibson. Date of issue: 04.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Boo |
| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah |
| Life sucks so smoke a pound a day |
| But that ain’t enough for me to get away |
| Problems everywhere I turn, go away (Ow, ow, ow) |
| The demons on my door keep on haunting me (Oh, oh, oh, oh) |
| The angel on my shoulder’s on a holiday |
| Not happy with myself, I need another me |
| I just want my life, I beg you please |
| I never thought the reaper would come for me (Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah) |
| Life is super slow I feel super poor |
| When you get what you wanna |
| I’ve been workin' hard, goin' against the odds |
| And I’m fuckin' exhausted |
| Ain’t no time for fun, ain’t no space to run |
| I’m just stuck in the moment |
| Kill me now I’m done, I feel less than one |
| I no longer feel honor (yeah, yeah) |
| This crazy life is Wizard of Oz |
| You think there’s somethin' behind the curtain but there’s not |
| Just the government with a large eye |
| Countin' down 'til the days that we all die |
| Ayy, ayy, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Ayy, ayy, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Ayy, ayy, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Ayy, ayy, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Life sucks so smoke a pound a day |
| But that ain’t enough for me to get away |
| Problems everywhere I turn, go away (Ow, ow, ow) |
| The demons on my door keep on haunting me (Oh, oh, oh, oh) |
| The angel on my shoulder’s on a holiday |
| Not happy with myself, I need another me |
| I just want my life, I beg you please |
| I never thought the reaper would come for me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh) |
| What’s really real? |
| Fuck all of these bills (Oh yeah) |
| How can I not get nauseous on these purple hills? |
| (Oh no) |
| I’m crying ‘cause my baby boy gon' need some meals |
| And I promised baby girl I’d get them deals (Uh) |
| What’s really real? |
| Fuck all of these bills |
| How can I not get nauseous on these purple hills? |
| I’m crying ‘cause my baby boy gon' need some meals |
| And I promised baby girl I’d get them deals |