The Box (Remix)

Hook : When I go to a club spend the money on a booth and I buy me a couple of drinks dressed up clean Nicely tell me what you think do I see what I see I notice a beautiful girl in the middle thats you I fell in love by the way you whined it up I fell in love by the way you whined it up

Verse: By the way you whines it up and she’s dancing with her friends and she gots a thick lul booty I just wanna really want to know your name you can give me a chance she gave her hand she’s dancing on me this drink in my system gots me slurring my words when I sober up then we can slide through night like Bruce Wayne catwomen with a gat fighting off villains like a ex in their feelings when I slide up I want stars in my ceiling kicking out every single roof like Bruce lee I’ll push you to side if you treat me like I’m cheap You know I don’t a lie I’m dunking yall like Michael Jordan when I break the news I’m the main reporter so baby just listen to me please excuse me I’m being so social your body talks like it got vocals I know I’m not crazy but you make me feel so loco and she’s tatted on her spine she makes it look so sexy how you find all the ways to impress me

Hook : When I go to a club spend the money on a booth and I buy me a couple of drinks dressed up clean Nicely tell me what you think do I see what I see I notice a beautiful girl in the middle thats you I fell in love by the way you whined it up I fell in love by the way you whined it up

Verse: Up up up we can fly through sky I really want you to end of being mines you can be my main squeeze I can be your partner in crime promise that you won’t play me like the rest of the girls that wasted my time falling in love really changed me for the better not worst I’m down to the earth got a heart full of gold we can fly to moon isolated got the keys to the world I’m calm and patient ready for the storm stuck myself just get it on my own I’m a young king that’s ready for the throne when I’m rapping in the booth don’t text Phone I treated like 9-5 I’m moving im grooving I’m smooth like a smoothie when you get me alone what we gonna do ochi Walla walla ochie bang bang all these rappers they be rapping bout the same thing and nothing’s gonna change change why you touching my bread with no mayo naise you make up excuses you play the blame game you not in the picture get cropped out the frame