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lirik lagu the box – charline

okay

ya know who’s on the mic sh*t yaa?

it’s ur boy charline

i just wanna a cake for the box
unto the baby gal
ur p*ssy’s hot
ain’t kicking it off
am just leaving it on
checkmate on the box
no cheating on the top
ma d*ck’s so on
movie shoot
blow it off like a slop
like the ’80s love suck
lady gat no luck
just f*ck it love
call the cop
monеy into the box
let’s go shopping
what’s popping
it’s the box(wooh)
free mе b*tch
unto ma gee
she gat no vibes down her sleeve
she take no d*ck down her throat
she ate no weed
i’m on ma weed
i gat n*ggars down the street
sure say we gonna ball legit
louis de vuitton down our drip
loop that shii and listen to me
i don’t care what you say bout me
ain’t talk no p*ssy, ma lady’s thick
she’s stuck on ma d*ck
she’s falling for me
she’s waiting for the right f*cking time to cl!ck
she’s wanting on me
she’s falling so quick(woop)
in life u check n take the risk
in the streets we d take risk for lit(lit)
came from nothing
it ain’t bringing me down my grip (grrrrp)

b*tches are calling my name
they say am going crazy
feeling better with the box
hasty like a little fox
nothing’s changed it like little kcee
end it my checking baby
now shift that facts on ma face
shift me some little sp*ce
am talking u to follow ma lead
you talk about me
one foot on my knee
let’s chat about she
baby’s a fairly fakie
don’t listen to what dem say(wooh)
just focus on the box with the bucks
tell them haters outta ma way(outta ma way)
b*tch came to dismantle me buh she ain’t know i can’t give in(wooh)
telling a life story ain’t on ma lip
just f*ck it and leave not on my list (on my list)
here you go(wooh, wooh)
b*tch said i cannot make it in music
look
i’m grinding and focus on my music
d*mn
willing to make it in music
praying to jehovah for opening in my music
it ain’t easy for the boy entertaining
the passion is there
i can’t give up easily
cause it ain’t in my blood
you know that
it ain’t in my blood b*tch

buy me a gun
onto her car
let’s celebrate victory while we can
we struggle for the money the only way we can
if we surely win, we’ve worked really hard
the goal is to be rich and not to look rich
am not a n*ggar who f*ck and ditch
don’t be a n*ggar who f*ck and switch
i don’t care what dem b*tches say bout me
dem know i don’t argue with hoes
surely i know my rapping flows
she’s stucc on ma lip, she’s following me to shows
bought me flower, her little red rose
even her ex’s jealous, i seemingly suppose
i think am a lucky n*ggar(who knows)
checkmate on it
it’s all for it, am a naughty n*ggar
stucc with the box
hasty like a little fox
just f*ck it and leave it
okay
my little mama(little mama)
b*tches are calling my name
they say am going crazy(going crazy felling better with the box)
feeling better with the box
hasty like a little fox
nothing’s changed it like little kcee
end it my checking baby(end it my checking baby)
now shift that facts on ma face
shift me some little sp*ce
am talking u to follow ma lead
you talk about me
one foot on my knee
let’s chat about she
baby’s a fairly fakie(baby’s a fairly fakie)

b*tch called d dumb*ass n*ggar(wooh)
free up
let’s do d sh*t
she hanged up
calling her bop daddy l!cker (wooh)
i don’t say no to challenge
am just saying
am a bad little rapper (yeah)
you talk sh*t
f*ck it or end it
b*tch ain’t a motherf*cking chain*smoker
okaay
it ain’t another(look)
checkmate on the rubber
this sh*t’s phenom
love l*st sh*t like the rubber
phenomenal called to showdown
it’s lit like my shoulder
standing on top of the boulder
object
object, do another
dance floor like other
baby’s hot on stage
3 steps, do another
calling my name
ain’t having a supper
for life
ain’t compare to another

i came from a ghetto
where i was told you are on your own
wake up
we grind
no trouble on d cell phone
lev’ up
no spill on ma elbow
don’t stay long you know
trouble on ma ego
b*tch

written by charline

- charline

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