Ski Mask The Slump god – OOGA BOOGA! (Audio, Lyrics)

Date 2022-10-26

Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, Lyrics Video, New Music

Ski Mask The Slump god drops the new song, “OOGA BOOGA!.” The piece of music was produced by Nvbeel & ​ilykimchi. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the track.

Ski Mask The Slump God Ooga Booga!

Ski Mask The Slump God Ooga Booga!

Ski Mask The Slump God is back in action with the release of his latest single, “Ooga Booga.” The Florida native’s new song pairs his cartoonish flows with funky production handled by NVBEEL and Kimchi, where he mentions Iggy Azalea, Playboi Carti, Rihanna, and Ned’s Declassified School Survival Guide.

The latest from Ski Mask marks one of his first singles of the year. Though he’s delivered a few stand-out guest appearances, his musical output has been rather slow throughout 2022. However, with the release of “Ooga Booga,” it seems like he might be coming through with more music before the year ends.

Ski Mask The Slump god – OOGA BOOGA! (prod. Nvbeel & ​ilykimchi)

25 October 2022. 1 Song, 2 minutes. Victor Victor Worldwide; ℗ 2022 Republic Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc. (Victor Victor)

Lyric Video

Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, hm
Yeah, haha
Me’s a freaky gyal (Feeling like Omarion in like 2003)
Hahahaha, freaky gyal (I’m Working on Dying)
In the rain video, nigga, got my shirt off (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Hahaha, damn, NVBEEL)

[Verse 1]
Ned’s Declassified, bitch, I’m fried (Yeah, yeah)
In the club with a damn survival guide (Water)
Toxic, said I’m like the cyanide (Yeah)
An alien in a pod, no Tide (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Burnin’ up, vampire, UV light, um (Haha)
Made fifty K, like a feather, this shit light (Shit light)
My dawg in jail, Ben Franklin, send a kite
Goulash, she eating good tonight (Yeah, yeah)
In the Gulag, nigga, we can fight (We can fight)
Take your tool off, nigga, can you fight? (Can you fight?)
Ice on Pluto, my future’s lookin’ bright (Bright)
The last line a metaphor, read it back (Man)

[Pre-Chorus]
You need neuter, nigga, I’m a tutor (Tutor)
Pull up on him with the cheese, got the gouda (Gouda)
Don’t invite me anywhere, I’m a looter (Yeah, yeah)
I’m the boogeyman, ooga booga (Ooga booga)

[Chorus]
What’s up? What’s up? (What’s up?)
What’s up? What’s up? (Yeah, what’s up?)
What’s up? (What’s up?) What’s up? (What’s up?)
What’s up? What’s up? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, slatt)
What’s up? (What’s up?) What’s up? (Yeah, uh)
What’s up? (What’s up?) What’s up? (Yeah, Gunna)
What’s up? What’s up? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What’s up? What’s up? (Yeah, ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2]
El Capitán, yo terrio la Tierra (Yeah, la Tierra)
On my Spanish shit, bitch, I need sombrera (Some sombrera)
In the strip club, Rihanna, need umbrella (An umbrella)
‘Cause I make it rain, bitch, check the weather (Make it rain)
In my bag like a chapstick, fella (Wa-, Water)
And I’m with my dogs, like my name Cruella (Wa-, wa-)
Back in the day, been had guts, cigarillo (Cigarillo)
I know she blow pipes, seen her play the Cello (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I’m a legend chilling with a Mike Dean at a Bootsy Bellow (Huh?)
What can I tell you? I like Starbucks, sipping on bean, vanilla (What you say?)
Go together? No, but we can Iggy, Carti, tether (Haha)
Not a Mayweather, but I’ll send a nigga to the nether (Man)

[Pre-Chorus]
You need neuter, nigga, I’m a tutor (Tutor)
Pull up on him with the cheese, got the gouda (Gouda)
Don’t invite me anywhere, I’m a looter (Yeah, yeah)
I’m the boogeyman, ooga booga (Ooga booga)

[Chorus]
What’s up? What’s up? (What’s up?)
What’s up? What’s up? (Yeah, what’s up?)
What’s up? (What’s up?) What’s up? (What’s up?)
What’s up? What’s up? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, slatt)
What’s up? (What’s up?) What’s up? (Yeah, uh)
What’s up? (What’s up?) What’s up? (Yeah, Gunna)
What’s up? What’s up? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What’s up? What’s up? (Yeah, ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy)

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