Lyrics:
dancing in the crowd Dance floor was like bandbox She was so sexy and so proud It’s time to order Vodka on the rocks Vodka on the rocks Vodka
care on him I want to make you my official, Already brought you a Bugatti, Pussy nigga brought you a bandbox Oh shit, I don't complain I don't get it, I
the blues The angels will come and curl my hair CHORUS Oh I shan't weep when it's time for me to leave I'll pack up my bandbox and go Goodbye old friends,
County line kings and queens Spinning burnt CDs All-American pie Sundown to sunrise the pavement Is full of rides and next door hates it Bandbox chillin
in the crowd Dance floor was like bandbox She was so sexy and so proud It’s time to order Vodka on the rocks Vodka on the rocks Vodka on the rocks
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