Galoshes
Ouija Macc Lyrics


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Ay ay
Where my redbull at?
Hol up
Hol up

Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit (wicked shit)
Keep it wicked
Keep it wicked
Give me that shit
Keep it wicked

I fucced a bitch from Compton (hah)
I flew that bitch to Austin (ooh)
I met a witch in Dallas had the bitch giving me crazy noggin (ooh)
In my designer coffin (hah)
I might design a coffin
You will not find me often
Hop out the sauce you get lost in
I am a rare concoctuion follow me look baby Ouija be saucin′
I got the hatchet each one in my
Hands and they swangin' like helicopters
Swingin′ these bitches like choppas
I don't even need the choppers
Ain't no point calling the ambulance what is a dead body to a doctor
I filled the motherfuccin′ club up with
Blood and done came in this bitch in Galoshes
I got my big brother Marcy gon′ knocc
Yo mo'fuccin′ heads off in a moshpits
Hatchetmane hangin' off us
Haters lookin all nauseous
Bitches telling me I′m scrumptious succ a motherfuccas cautious
Google Translating foreign bitches
Want the wicked dicc in different countries
I don't wan talk about nothing but money
I don′t wan talk about nothing but bloody
I don't wan talk about nothing but muddy
Muddy
Xan in my lean like a buddy
Where I come from they be Zombies putting yo body in pile like a dummy
Dummy
White flag on my fuccin' wrist be hanging down like a mummy
The FBI say I′m gang bangin′ cause I run with Inner City Posse
Still trashgang
Still Toof Gang and these handtats get dirty
Ouijamane 730
Braids hangin' purty what they want from me
Huh?

Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit (wicked shit)
Keep it wicked
Keep it wicked
Give me that shit
Keep it wicked

I thought I told you lil bitches
I′m bout my hundreds no fifties
Holes in a two-thousand dollar shirts
I'm putting rips in Givenchy
All of my partners so filthy
All of your partners be stingy
Rubbing your mittens together and wondering why you got you no bitches
Opposites attract so you gon′ be drawn to anything but the bitches
You a rich little bitch and you gon' get everything but the riches
My shawty got hatchets she run up like "Give me that shit, Give me"
My posse beside me you got it in "Give me that shit, Give me"
My reflection on butcher knife telling me
(Keep it wicked, Keep it)
The voices inside of me ain′t giving a
Fucc bout no felony this what they telling me

Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit (wicked shit)
Keep it wicked
Keep it wicked
Give me that shit
Keep it wicked

White boy came in this bitch killing
Em' turning your roster to Columbine quicc
Got your bitch all on my dick and she
Helping me putting the slugs in my clip
Still coming in with the sauce when you
Pussies got beef then I'm making it drip
Homie you ain′t with the shit
Shut your funky pussy lips
Pull you apart like a Backwood it
Look like a swisher the way it get split
Down the middle with a slit
I rub your brain like a clit
Told your bitch open her mouth
Had to ash my cigarette
The wicked shit is what you want
Wicked shit is what you get

Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit (wicked shit)
Keep it wicked
Keep it wicked




Give me that shit
Keep it wicked

Overall Meaning

In this song, Ouija Macc is continuing with his signature wicked and dark style of rapping. He starts off with a demand for Redbull before diving straight into boasting about his sexual encounters with women from different cities. He says he had sex with a girl from Compton who he flew to Austin and afterwards he met a witch in Dallas who gave him some great noggin or oral sex. He continues with the theme of death and horror by saying he will design his own coffin and disappears often. He then talks about his prowess with a hatchet and how he uses them like helicopters and choppers, swinging them around. He brags about filling up a club with blood and walking in 'Galoshes', while his brother is ready to knock heads off in a 'moshpit'.


In the second verse, he boasts about making money and not wanting to talk about anything else. He talks about being from a place where zombies put bodies in piles and about his white flag hanging like a mummy. He then talks about the police calling him a gangbanger because of his association with the Inner City Posse. He finishes off with talking about his reflection and how the voices inside him don't care about felonies.


Overall, the lyrics of this song showcase Ouija Macc's love for death and horror, his sexual prowess, and his distaste for anyone who isn't on his level.


Line by Line Meaning

Ay ay
Starting off with a vocal interjection to grab attention and create excitement.


Where my Redbull at?
Asking for an energy drink, showing that he needs to be hyped up for what's coming next.


Hol up
Taking a pause to make sure everyone is ready for the upcoming lyric.


Give me that shit
Repeating a phrase to emphasize his demand for something, in this case, wickedness.


Keep it wicked
Urging for a constant theme of wickedness and horror-filled lyrics throughout the song.


I fucced a bitch from Compton (hah)
Boasting about sexual conquests, dropping a location reference and laughing about it.


I flew that bitch to Austin (ooh)
Continuing to share details about a past sexual fling and mentioning another specific location.


I met a witch in Dallas had the bitch giving me crazy noggin (ooh)
Bragging about a sexual experience with someone unusual and supernatural, linking back to the horror and wicked theme of the song.


In my designer coffin (hah)
Boasting about his wealth and choosing to express it through designer clothing and a coffin-like accessory.


I might design a coffin
Contemplating and expressing the possibility of creating visually appealing and unique coffins.


You will not find me often
Asserting his individuality and rareness, implying his uniqueness in the music and artist industry.


Hop out the sauce you get lost in
Giving caution to those who are not as experienced or seasoned in the wicked lifestyle.


I am a rare concoctuion follow me look baby Ouija be saucin′
Riteral meaning is elusive, but it may mean that he is a rare mixture of horror-themed lyrics and graphic, profanity-laden lyrics, and you should follow him to experience this unique blend.


I got the hatchet each one in my
Referencing the weapon of choice for the wicked-themed artists like Insane Clown Posse and their fans, showing that he is part of the community.


Hands and they swangin' like helicopters
Demonstrating the motion of swinging a hatchet with force, alluding to the physical and violent nature of the wicked-themed music movement and culture.


Swingin′ these bitches like choppas
Turning the hatchets into metaphorical weapons for domination over women, showing a sexist attitude that unfortunately exists in the culture.


I don't even need the choppers
Asserting that his mere presence can intimidate and cause fear, not needing any extra help or violence.


Ain't no point calling the ambulance what is a dead body to a doctor
Showing his lack of respect for authority and addressing the futility in calling an ambulance when death is inevitable.


I filled the motherfuccin′ club up with
Boasting about his popularity and ability to pack a venue with fans.


Blood and done came in this bitch in Galoshes
Using blood imagery to show the violence and aggressive nature of the crowd, mentioning a specific type of footwear to create a visual interest.


I got my big brother Marcy gon′ knocc
Referring to a fellow Insane Clown Posse themed artist and alluding to physical violence he is going to inflict.


Yo mo'fuccin′ heads off in a moshpits
Continuing to express a violent fantasizing about hurting people who are in the crowd, who are participating in the event.


Hatchetmane hangin' off us
Referencing the logo of Insane Clown Posse and their fans, often seen with large pendants to show their membership and devotion to the subculture.


Haters lookin all nauseous
Playing with words, implying that seeing his success is making haters physically ill or vomiting at the sight of it.


Bitches telling me I′m scrumptious succ a motherfuccas cautious
Using sexual language to show a high level of sexual desirability, calling upon those who desire him to be careful to avoid any physical harm.


Google Translating foreign bitches
Demonstrating his experience with international culture and appealing to an international fan base, showing the reach and scope of his popularity.


Want the wicked dicc in different countries
Referencing the horror-themed and sexually explicit lyrics and how people around the world are potentially attracted to his provocative lyrics.


I don't want talk about nothing but money
Expressing his financial success and how it is his main priority, often found in the horror-themed music community.


I don′t want talk about nothing but bloody
Referencing violence and blood imagery typically present in this dark music subculture.


I don't wan talk about nothing but muddy
Bringing up a mud and dirt imagery and how he doesn't want to talk about other things but rather stay in his lane and play to his strengths.


Muddy
Emphasizing the muddy narrative from the previous line, ending abruptly just like that.


Xan in my lean like a buddy
Bringing up recreational drug use casually, like it's no big deal, again, typical in this horror-inspired subculture.


Where I come from they be Zombies putting yo body in pile like a dummy
Emphasizing the violent and deadly surroundings he has experienced around himself, where death and isolation is a common theme.


White flag on my fuccin' wrist be hanging down like a mummy
Using another horror-themed visual reference, resembling a white flag and continuing to show off his wealth by flaunting it on his arm.


The FBI say I′m gang bangin′ cause I run with Inner City Posse
Bringing up a controversy he's involved with or been accused of, implying that his wicked-themed entertainment has gotten him unwanted attention from the FBI and other authorities.


Still trashgang
Using an attention-grabbing statement to show he still identifies with his subculture despite any criticism or controversy that comes with it.


Still Toof Gang and these handtats get dirty
Continuing to claim association with his subculture and how his tattoos often get dirty from the wicked-themed events he attends.


Ouijamane 730
Introducing his preferred stage name, with a set of mysterious numbers that might imply a hidden meaning or significant date.


Braids hangin' purty what they want from me
Bringing up his hairstyle and looks, suggesting that his appearance is a significant contributor to his success.


Huh?
A vocal punctuation that might signify a rhetorical question, confusion or a way to keep momentum going in the lyrics.




Writer(s): ouija macc

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@AudioPerplex

music to me is like a journal. I can hear my own music and remember back when I made that song and what I was going through. My older brother told me, "There is only way to go, forward." My past makes me stronger, because I overcame my hurdles, and I believe you did as well, Ouija. As fart felt as I can tell you, is, I love you, too, Ouija.

Thank you for giving me the motivation I needed. I wouldn't be where I'm now.

If there was ever a time that I could work with you, would be a goal that I would one day like to accomplish.

The things that you say ring true with me, Ouija. I hate the KKK, I hate Racism, I hate bigots, but I also am not a motherfu*cing pacifist. There are times all around the world that people of the non-colored type, also are targets of hate crimes, and racism, and bigotry.

Now, in your own words; how can you condemn a man of racism if he hates another race for no reason, and still call him a racist if he acknowledges that a specific race was invading and graping and pillaging his country and wants to resist a racist as well?

Sing Racist is viable either way, Racist is a weaponized word, to attack your enemies in a 3 prong strike.

Redneck comes from the tradition of a married man, wearing a red scarf on his wedding day; Do you hate married white men? For what reason?

White Trash was invented by colored people to attack all white people.

It's either you understand your the target, or your a dog in their court?

What is it?



@mickeymeek8221

Ay ay
Where my redbull at?
Hol up
Hol up

[Hook]
Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit
Give me that shit (wicked shit)
Keep it wicked
Keep it wicked
Give me that shit
Keep it wicked

[Verse 1]
I fucced a bitch from Compton (hah)
I flew that bitch to Austin (ooh)
I met a witch in Dallas had the bitch giving me crazy noggin (ooh)
In my designer coffin (hah)
I might design a coffin
You will not find me often
Hop out the sauce you get lost in
I am a rare concoctuion follow me look baby Ouija be saucin'
I got the hatchet each one in my hands and they swangin' like helicopters
Swingin' these bitches like choppas
I don't even need the choppers
Ain't no point calling the ambulance what is a dead body to a doctor
I filled the motherfuccin' club up with blood and done came in this bitch in Galoshes
I got my big brother Marcy gon' knocc yo mo'fuccin' heads off in a moshpits
Hatchetmane hangin' off us
Haters lookin all nauseous
Bitches telling me I'm scrumptious succ a motherfuccas cautious
Google Translating foreign bitches want the wicked dicc in different countries
I don't wan talk about nothing but money
I don't wan talk about nothing but bloody
I don't wan talk about nothing but muddy
Muddy
Xan in my lean like a buddy
Where I come from they be Zombies putting yo body in pile like a dummy
Dummy
White flag on my fuccin' wrist be hanging down like a mummy
The FBI say I'm gang bangin' cause I run with Inner City Posse
Still trashgang
Still Toof Gang and these handtats get dirty
Ouijamane 730
Braids hangin' purty what they want from me
Huh? I thought I told you lil bitches
I'm bout my hundreds no fifties
Holes in a two-thousand dollar shirts
I'm putting rips in Givenchy
All of my partners so filthy
All of your partners be stingy
Rubbing your mittens together and wondering why you got you no bitches
Opposites attract so you gon' be drawn to anything but the bitches
You a rich little bitch and you gon' get everything but the riches
My shawty got hatchets she run up like "Give me that shit, Give me"
My posse beside me you got it in "Give me that shit, Give me"
My reflection on butcher knife telling me
(Keep it wicked, Keep it)
The voices inside of me ain't giving a fucc bout no felony this what they telling me

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
White boy came in this bitch killing em' turning your roster to Columbine quicc
Got your bitch all on my dick and she helping me putting the slugs in my clip
Still coming in with the sauce when you pussies got beef then I'm making it drip
Homie you ain't with the shit
Shut your funky pussy lips
Pull you apart like a Backwood it look like a swisher the way it get split
Down the middle with a slit
I rub your brain like a clit
Told your bitch open her mouth
Had to ash my cigarette
The wicked shit is what you want
Wicked shit is what you get



All comments from YouTube:

@coreygoon4715

Ive been a juggalo all my life, and ive never heard of this guy yet. Hes fucking great! Keep it up! Whoop whoop!!

@jamesoverton4326

Lmao 🤣 not a informed juggalo he's only one of the best ICP has signed

@joehampton4201

I know he is beast, hes got hella good flow and great delivery

@ghostboy6665

WHOOP WHOOP!!!!!!!

@harrietlee7042

Same and now I'm obsessed

@MermadeMee

Quiji macc have u f#@k'd a bi#$h from MODESTO,CALI who can roll a blunt in the dark? LoL

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@tristanyoung6820

So much love for this guy killing it

@LeafMobbMusic

Ouija is fucking KILLING IT! This shit is SO FRESH! putting wicked shit back on the MAP! MmfCL whoop WHOOOOP

@leroystinsman5056

WHOOP WHOOP TO THE MASTER MACC !!!!!.... young school bringing old school to life !!!!

@joecurkendall2178

He's going in and you gotta respect that. I like the music and his sound.

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