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Floatin' (FREE FOR PROFIT ALT X INDIE X POP ROCK SONG)

Debut cover for singer Molly Murphy. Produced, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Woogie Mane

Molly Murphy - I'm Not Angry Anymore (prod. by Woogie Mane)

Recorded by Huskai!!

Lyrics:
runnin in the jungle, but Im livin in a haze,
all these bitches takin dick, so Im givin it away,
runnin from the present, while ya livin in the past,
you can come up in a second so I give it to em fast,
   

smokin in the open  but not steppin in the circle yet,
less the circle talkin bout some purple and some percoset,
mothafucka wanna play with me he playin with his life,
every fuckin day I play to win you better get it right,

mr nice, with the flow, mr clean, with the hoes,
whens the last time that you heard a rap thats so original?  
roll the dice, get it in,
sip some liquor with ya friends,
cop some work for cheap and then come back and split the dividends,

talk it out, talk is cheap, talk until they fall asleep,
think yo baby momma stayin faithful why she callin me?
try to rap, gonna lose, what the fuck you gonna do,
say you rap like eM but you are upside down like double you,

You can't rap, for shit, lil bitch, ya,
You can't rap, for shit, lil bitch, ya,
Higher Pitched:
You can't rap, for shit, lil bitch, ya,
so dont even try at all!


when it comes to rappin I am somethin of a king, 
that's prolly why these bitches wanna suck my dingaling,
that's prolly why these bitxhes wanna step into the studio,
so they can watch me rap before they givin up the bootyhole,

my bitch screamin fuck yes", yo bitch screamin fuck no!
you don't even come close, see me you say "uh oh"
first we get the blunts rolled, then we make a hundo, 
cash, clothes, drugs, hoes, 808s and gun smoke,

if that aint the life you wanna live better move back,
bussin out a few tracks, mixin up the boom bap,
walk into yo house yo baby momma askin whos that?
couple hours later I be leavin with some fruit snacks,

imma steak sandwich and these rappers are balony,
You can call me Woogie but yo girl can call me tony,
when we all together, she act like she dont know me,
but she send you to the sto to get some eggs so she can blow me

You can't rap, for shit, lil bitch, ya,
You can't rap, for shit, lil bitch, ya,
Higher Pitched:
You can't rap, for shit, lil bitch, ya,
so dont even try at all!

ISSA BOP

Lyrics:

ugly motha fucka better go n getta facelift,
comin up from nothin so you know ill never take shit
hungry motha fucka so im always gonna chase chips,
runnin in the jungle while im livin in a basement,
X2

stay up, stay up, never gonna change up,
pop a couple different pillsinthe studio I'm way up,
work till I'm famous, all a' you can wait up, imma get some paypah! 
 
pay up, pay up, fuck that space you take up,
she been suckinmy dick from when I sleep to when I  wake up,
Everyday   when she leave I wonder if she wanna break up,
cuz she been suckin my dick so much she gotta fix her make up!
 
10 blunts, 10 blunts, get them bitches rolled up,
cop a couple quarter keys and get them bitches sold up,
cuz I'm finna blow uuup, you say so are you so bruh whas the hol up?  

go nuts, go nuts, anyone who knows us,
knows they gettin high as fuck like every time we show up,  
I been sellin so much dope you'd think I had a quota,
You rappin at the club I'm sellin to the club owna,

HOOK:
ugly motha fucka better go n getta facelift,
comin up from nothin so you know ill never take shit
hungry motha fucka so im always gonna chase chips,
runnin in the jungle while im livin in a basement,
X2

drank on a gatorade, bass from the 808,
bumpin like these thotties givin toppie for some bathin apes,
ay, whats the takeaway, stay rockin tailor made, 
get up in that fitted then you make them bitches say ya name,

gucci prada fendi looey, lookin like im in a movie,
fuck shoppin at the mall, i get that shit delivered to me,
ya I'm rockin new jeans, stay eatin good steak, Im gettin bleu cheese 

Got that secret formula, this is just me warmin up,
stick it on the grill and then I yell "another order up"
stackin all these bodies cuz I'm livin with a coranor,
started rappin back when I was at the back of fourty one,

an Imma rap till 82, sippin on some 80 proof,
All my bitches love me when they look into my baby blues,
an ion do no take twoooos, when they say they hate you, call that shit fake news,

HOOK:
ugly motha fucka better go n getta facelift,
comin up from nothin so you know ill never take shit
hungry motha fucka so im always gonna chase chips,
runnin in the jungle while im livin in a basement,
X2

Basement Freestyle

Lyrics:

what da, fuck is, up with, you,
pussy wanna talk tough you a fuck boy too,
pussy wanna act up you can come right through,
hit em with the left and the one right 2,

up right now, blowin up like boom,
all eyes on me when I walk in the room,
jump in the whip and I'm gone like zoom,
you wanna turn it up, end up in a tomb,

so step back, ten kay on the next track,
gonna make the paper give a fuck about a setback,
I remember back when I was frontin on a ten sack
now I'm gettin ten racks, fuck have you been at?
   
I'm with the bitches, the thotties, the fatties,
I'll fuck em for free if they gimme an addy,
they lovin the D so my city is happy,
and you think we bros but Im really ya daddy>

thot in my bed, and she look like an acteress,
got in her head, then she got in my materess,
probably, wanna be, back in her black deress,
but right now shes gonna fade into the blackeress,

know I, had to, bring it, back,
Imma, fuckin, king of, n rap,
you soundin, like a, copy, cat, 
where the, fuck my, people at?

people, that gone, keep a, strap,
people, that dont, need a pass,
T: people that promotin shows and  do not give a
fuck a, bout a, feature act,
  
make my beats, and my verse too,
work  late night, got no curfew,
puttin out these tracks like theyre overdue,
better learn to work the system or its gone work you,

smoke purp too,  wont hurt you,
planets lookin pretty fucked through that sober view,
nobodys tellin us what were supposed to do
cuz nobody gives a fuck what we goin thru,

SPEEDRUN!

Another one!
Lyrics:
wake up, first things first, ion feed me,
layin down the verse while doin  coke up in my three peice
keep me, goin until everybody see me,
broke boys wanna be me these hoes wanna freak me,

I know that its easy, it mightve been hard,
but these drugs have created disciples of god,
prayin for keeps while im playin the odds,
and Im stayin awake so my faith isn't lost,

done with the trust, I just lust for the drugs,
I run up to the plug and get bucks for the cut?
if my funds slippin up find a slut with a butt,
then slide up in her guts and I bust if I must,
 
take a fat dab, then I jump on the track,
started fuckin the world and now its fuckin me back,
If she aint fuckin me good, that means shes fuckin for scraps,
If the discussion isnt money I aint fuckin with that,
 

cuz the world is fucked, the world is fucked,
yellin fuck the world, then turn it up,
the world is fucked the world is fucked,
yellin fuck the world, lets burn it up,

cuz I was born into a world where the dollar is king,
where the power brings the bitches in and outta the scene,
where nobody doin drugs unless they wanna get clean,
and bitches understand that pussy is a powerful thing,

Thats why my mind on my money,
money on my chain, chain on my body,
and my body fulla pain,
pain like a river gettin flooded by the rain,
like the rain washin down these painkillers in my vains,

got these killers in my brain, sayin kill em woogie mane,
so Im quick to go bananas like gorillas on parade,
then Im zippin up my hoody as Im sippin on a bang,
and ya bitch be throwin pussy just to get a little fame,
 
so I stack dough, thats a motha fuckin fact tho,
slangin out the back do' and keepin up the cash flow,
hangin out with fat hoes, what the fuck they mad fo?
cuz everyone who knows me knows Im just a fuckin asshole!

Woogie Mane

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