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      The Box

      Roddy Ricch

      Album: Please Excuse Me For Being Antisocial

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      Roddy Ricch - The Box Música y Letra

      Pullin' out the coupe out the 'lot
      Told 'em Fuck 12, fuck SWAT
      Bustin' out the bells out the box
      I just hit a lick with the box
      Had to put the stick in a box, mm
      Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy
      I got the mojo-deals, we been trappin' like the '80's
      She sell that nigga soul, gotta cashout
      Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slatt
      I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that
      And I really wanna know, where you at, at?
      
      I was setback, where the stash at
      Cruise the city in a bulletproof Cadillac
      'Cause I know these niggas after where the bag at
      Gotta move smarter, gotta move harder
      Niggas tryna get me for my water
      I live that down on my son or my daughter
      I had the Draco with me, Dwayne Carter
      'Lotta niggas out here playin', I ball 'em
      I done out my whole arm in the rim, Vince Carter
      And know I probably get a key for the quarter
      Shawty been in the scene, double C's, I bought 'em
      Got a bitch that's looking like Aaliyah, she a model
      I got the Pink Slip, all my whips is key-less
      Compton, I'm 'bout to get the key to the city
      Patek like the sea
      
      Pullin' out the coupe out the 'lot
      Told 'em Fuck 12, fuck SWAT
      Bustin' out the bells out the box
      I just hit a lick with the box
      Had to put the stick in a box, mm
      Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy
      I got the mojo-deals, we been trappin' like the '80's
      She sell that nigga soul, gotta cashout
      Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slatt
      I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that
      And I really wanna know, where you at, at?
      
      Ha-ha-ha, I been movin' the mout'
      It's dealin' with me, then he got the blues in the pouch
      Took her to the forrest, put wood in her mouth
      Bitch don't wear no shoes in my house
      The private, I'm flyin' in, I never wanna fly again
      I take my chances in traffic
      She suckin' on dick no hands with it
      I just made the Rollie plane like a landing-strip
      I'm a 2020 president candidate
      I done put a hunnid bands on Zimmerman shit
      I been movin' real gangsta', so that's why she pick a cryp
      Shawty call me Klitschko, 'cause I pop my shit
      Got it out the mud, there's nothin' you can tell me, yeah
      When I had the drugs, I was street-wealthy
      
      Pullin' out the coupe out the 'lot
      Told 'em Fuck 12, fuck SWAT
      Bustin' out the bells out the box
      I just hit a lick with the box
      Had to put the stick in a box, mm
      Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy
      I got the mojo-deals, we been trappin' like the '80's
      She sell that nigga soul, gotta cashout
      Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slatt
      I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that
      And I really wanna know, where you at, at?

      Roddy Ricch - The Box Música y Letra

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