Lyrics:
You Bout This
Insident Undercover Informent Tryin To Play Innocent
Hot Box Nigga You Know Powin All Kinda Shit Crack,
Pills,Powder,And Guns All Kinda
blast me
Just, blast me in your box, play my shit
I know it's crowded at the top, 'cause I'm on the tip
And that's as high up at the top, as a brother
want to know where the drugs guns and cash be
Probably want to get me to run, so they can blast me
Just, blast me in your box, play my shit
I know it's
Just, blast me in your box, play my shit
I know it's crowded at the top, cause I'm on the tip
And that's as high up at the top, as a brother could get
every day.
Oooh. I never thought that it would end
Oooh. And I was everybody's friend
Long hot days, Blue sea haze
Juke box plays, but now it's
I don't wanna run around, run outside your kitchen,
In the front yard outside where the children play,
Sand box drifting in the land outside you're
a box
Play it all night long
Dance 'til you drop
And it sure got soul
It's not flesh and blood
I tried looking for love
But I guess it's true
You
Just, blast me in your box, play my shit
I know it's crowded at the top, cause I'm on the tip
And that's as high up at the top, as a brother could get
Just, blast me in your box, play my shit
I know it's crowded at the top, cause I'm on the tip
And that's as high up at the top, as a brother could get
at the same cafe
Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the juke box plays our favorite songs
[Chorus]
on corners
Thinkin' that shit'll fly - never
I scribe letters that revive treasures
You play the box, i think outside of the box
To see who's inside better
the lady's love,
That's the one, that's the one
That you'll never forget.
It's been thirty years
Around the San Francisco Bay,
Ceasar Junior plays the squeeze
year
Will you go? Will you go, will you go?
We sing the old songs the beat box plays on
And you know and you know, and you know
But there's oceans
every day.
Oooh. I never thought that it would end
Oooh. And I was everybody's friend
Long hot days, Blue sea haze
Juke box plays, but now it's
every day.
Oooh. I never thought that it would end
Oooh. And I was everybody's friend
Long hot days, Blue sea haze
Juke box plays, but now it's
every day.
Oooh. I never thought that it would end
Oooh. And I was everybody's friend
Long hot days, Blue sea haze
Juke box plays, but now it's
of the bar
Lousy haircut won't get him too far
And his cheap cologne
Old juke box plays an old song
Red head tone deaf tries her best to sing along
Just
a yo-yo
Yo, she comin' in like she don't know
Seh mi have a girlfriend and she don't play (no)
Might box her in har mout and chop off she toe
Lawd God
every day.
Oooh. I never thought that it would end
Oooh. And I was everybody's friend
Long hot days, Blue sea haze
Juke box plays, but now it's
testing me
I come from the button
Ain’t no one impressing me
We calling plays from the box
We in a different league
A Verse for verse
Man Why you
want the Top
I play wit his money
He play with the box
Riding his dixk in his chain and his Socks
Working you Niggas don’t know When to stop
Coupe drop
A nigga like me ain't nothing to play with
Uh
Box em out til that lil nigga aint breathing
Imma lil baby but I aint teething
Bib on my neck cause I been
Won't let you slip away
For a while I'll be naive
Fear and believe
Like a spider and a child
Close my eyes again
Play the music box
Hear the church
tryna fool you
I’m looking upward for some answers
All the clouds are raining down
A music box plays tiny dancer
That’ll surely pull a crowd
I’m looking
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