Lyrics:
you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here
Right by the X, my bad, here's a pen
[Method Man]
Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen
Young black nigga, but got more white on him than a cow
Is you really ready for the kitchen
I told them niggas no doubt
Only a few niggas that I call
mom
At the same damn time
Gettin' hit on by a couple hoes
Two big faces on my wrist
Boy I got a couple those
I told her I love that pussy
She think we
the tree
Lakes have frozen over
We're both gettin' older
Let's not waste this December
Cause I've been thinkin' about you
By the fireplace meant for two
back, family dressed in black
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside, it's hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat
Her mama be stressing me like I
the swiftness
If you think you're swift with the gift, Merry Christmas
Now stuff that in your stocking
I'm knocking 'em out the box an'
Knocking 'em out their
more
Runnin to the bag Tyreek Hill
But I don't play no sports
Crossed him out the box we gon send him to the lord
Black and white LaFerrari with
Watch how I box niggas
Step to me and you get dropped unarmed
Like a black by a cop nigga hot trigger
I done made it off the block
So let me tell y'all
the black Caesar people been talking about
Imperial , I got the platinum material
I got time to verbalize the crew that eat your cereal
CHORUS 2X: Busta
wit ya boo
She tryna suck me up, ooh
She tryna suck me up, ooh
Black B, in a coupe
Took the the top off like it’s Campbell soup
Got these bitches lookin
with a box, while i stand on the block
New bitch, wanna fuck, I'mma leave her in shock
Post up in the trap, so you know where I'm at
Make a play outside
chainsmokin'
Fiendin' for a vic, fiendin' for a sick flow
Mama seen to the stove, biscuit, chicken box, chicken pox or not?
Dirty socks with the hole by
in a box
Bury him for ninety years, then see if he talks
But Mr. Oogie Boogie man
Can take the holding over then
He'll be so pleased, I do
equity for neophytes
Sepulchral intestines and a death
Unlike the freedom fight
Mea culpa equalizers
Black box shields the ether
The Ozone blocks
your heart stops
Then padlock your time box and dropped it in a black marsh
To hell and back is where my mind has been
And once upon a time I had
dropped down
Martin County officials on scene
About 6:30 this morning, one of the fire trucks passing by
Sittin' up higher than a car would
Was able
house of women like bob Saget want to go to war bullets at em like a drive-by I don't say shit still a nigga like some Wi-Fi Flexing like Popeye Hit her
what I got is banging
Turn two to a box and smack it rapid
No way that I’ll settler for average
Got a 18 k on ma wrist I’m in Harvey nicks Tryna cop
bullets, two vests and then a nine
There's a grenade in a box, and that TEC that kept cryin'
'Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty, it's clear
bullets, two vests and then a nine
There's a grenade in a box, and that TEC that kept cryin'
'Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty, it's clear
you better know who really gangsta
Hollywood ain't know abou' black panthers
Fuck outta my face!
Le' me talk about killas making da quarter by
Rent due,
(Two, two, one, two, three, four)
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it left its mark on me
Yeah, she nearly drove me crazy
Bodies sit in box chopped up in pieces
His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattress
My conscience is black and it's strange
'Cause I
for a cup? Three-fifty
What I payed for a pint? A cheap Civic
You got two ears for a reason, bitch, listen
Somehow I got lean on my BB Simon
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