15 lyrics for "Voodo, voodo, voodo, voodo"

Evil never dies Beware there's voodoo in the nights The devil's moved from Georgia His mission's still the same The world's become his oyster once again If you don't think you're worthy And you don't meet the cause He knows what's going on behind closed
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A relapse of my body Sends my mind into multiple seizures Psychologically a new human being One that has never been Cursed by the shamen his voodoo spell has my soul I can't control my own thought
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Now people say I'm jinxed I got some kind of voodoo hex Life is so complex There's no telling what could happen next Life on the edge, Fuels the sickness in my head It embeds the type of thoughts That got a lot of brothers dead
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Voodoo, ee-yea ee-yea V-V-Voodoo, ee-yea ee-yea You got me too attached, keep me comin' right back And just like that, got me comin' right back like And I know that I ain't fuckin' with your voodoo If this is what you call love Oh man down You're shaking
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Sing, voodoo Marie, let me hear thy tone Speak, voodoo Marie, let me hear thy tongue Queen of New Orleans mother of the coven Sing, voodoo Marie you’ve been called out again Thy power above all I hail How silent is the lonely one? What do we see, what do
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Live it up tonight This my first day out, I'mma live it up tonight First day out Gave my mama hundred racks And bought a iced-out AP watch And bought a Cuban links just to match it That was voodoo, that was magic Nigga be cappin', I just be laughin' That
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I'm not the one who's so far away When I feel the snake bite enter my veins Never did want to be here again And I don't remember why I came I'm coming back again When I feel the snake bite enter my veins Never did I want to be here again And I don't
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Momma stop giving me grief Why does the blood always stick to your teeth Barely barely grieving Keep the front door open Wipe that cheeky grin and come on down Voodoo in my blood is living Blood take I'm chillin' Chill me got the soul of a mimic It's not
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Way down south, where the mangroves grow Deep in the swamp down in the Bayou There's a little story that's never been told About a pretty widow who never grows old And how she buried her soul with her wedding ring Traded it off for that voodoo thing She
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