That Box

I'm lookin' for that little lady with a lotta butt

So I can get you to my crib and throw that bottom up

I hope you got enough, we rock g-spots

Neighbors be complainin' when I make your pussy beatbox

Yeah, I like how that sound

Front desk callin', tellin' us to hold it down

Naughty because we rollin' off them molly-pops

We rebel in ghetto like wine dots

What up? KCMO, KCK, ****

North Kansas City throw pussy every day, ****

This shit right here, ****, is for the real thizzlers

Cash makers, ass shakers stackin' trill figures

Miss got a lot of it, Tech-a Nina just gotta hit

Other **** worship the coochie, but I'm the god of it

Yeah, I'm on some holla shit even though Nina got a bitch

I love the way you wiggle and wobble it, it's so marvelous

So hey, hey, hey, baby, tell me what you say

Tell that **** that-a-way and freak Monday through Saturday

The way you pop, it's a incredible scene

I'm tryna tell ya, baby girl, I wanna get in between that box

Ain't nothing better or wetter than that box

How can I bed up and get up in that box?

You keep my head up and fed up in that box

Lady, in your box, baby, in that box

Ain't nothing better or wetter than that box

How can I bed up and get up in that box?

You keep my head up and fed up in that box

Lady, in your box, baby, in that box

Been tryin' to get in since I got out

I get into any of 'em, many of 'em, why?

And I am the biggest, I better bust that out

I've been into many of 'em, plenty of 'em, why?

That box, got me huntin' for every fox

And I need it lots, gots to give me it

Gettin' off my rocks, can I

Just get a taste of it? It makes me crazy cravin' it

All in my face, and I'll make sure I put my name in it

Jabbin' like Zabb and you're thirsty for me to hurt you

With this perch up on this like the purpose

Is to go to work on this

She wouldn't let me go

And you better get up out of the bed if you ain't hollerin'

I know you want me, though

So you better get on top of the head if you be swallowin'

'Cause we be the reason for your girl leavin' ya

If you plan on keepin' her, don't let this leak out your speaker

And I've been known for breakin' up a happy home

Beat up that nappy, gone

She will be, you think I'm wrong? Well, let me see that box

Ain't nothing better or wetter than that box

How can I bed up and get up in that box?

You keep my head up and fed up in that box

Lady, in your box, baby, in that box

Ain't nothing better or wetter than that box

How can I bed up and get up in that box?

You keep my head up and fed up in that box

Lady, in your box, baby, in that box

You got punani and mushu, twizzat or a loose goose

**** in Baton Rouge, they might consider it voodoo

Whatever you use to symbolize it with cock

It ain't nothing better than cheddar that I like to pursue than (That box)

I don't take a rocket scientist to know about

The thing sittin' right above or behind when she hoein' out

All bitches got it, some better than others

A couple Brazilian wax 'em, and others, they keep it covered

However they wanna keep it, mane (Kutty go beat the stuff)

Off somethin' young and delicious, I'm fishin' for bitches

Lovin' my dick is up in 'em, touchin' they liver, leavin' them comin'

So serious 'cause I bang, I bang like William Hung

Bitches, they say my name, my name, like they Beyoncé

To the next, then treat her thang the same, like they was one

Then I head up the next block, put my head up the next slot

So prepare to take it, ain't nothing that's better than that box

I see your pill got you thizzin' (Girl, you thizzin')

Plus, you all lookin' at me stone cold like, what is it?

I got real telly, we can visit

So if you wanna, let's bend a corner, ho, get right down to business

Fuck wit' your girlfriend, say, I got dick for ya

And if you want some foreplay, I got a bitch for ya

You know you love this rap ****, never get enough

Of my thing on your chest, finger in your butt (What?)

Too much for you? Am I talkin' too slick?

Movin' too fast? You outta bounds and can't handle the shit?

My game is thick, ain't it? Spit it, fluid, no flaws

The crazy shit that we be doin' wit' you in no drawers

All in a chick asshole, she can't even speak

Clog the bitch plumbing up, she can't even leak

It ain't no better place to chill out and detox

They call it pussy, mane, I'm talkin' a deep box (That box)

Ain't nothing better or wetter than that box

How can I bed up and get up in that box?

You keep my head up and fed up in that box

Lady, in your box, baby, in that box

If you know like I know, then we know

That this thing right here, boy, were so cold

Once you get it, you'll never forget it, oh, no

You know what I'm talkin' 'bout, baby, I'm talkin' 'bout that box

It's Skatterman, bitch, the one that they've been talkin' 'bout

Yeah, I know you just walked in, but now you walkin' out

I got something better for you than a little drink

All you gotta do is show a player a little pink

Might buy you some earrings or a lil' mink

Naw, your man ain't no problem, he's just a little kink

Now bring your big ass over here on this lil' sink

Tech, the pussy was fine, but it had a lil' stink

Had to back up off her

Due to the smell, I think my dick got softer

She was bangin' her head all on the sheet rock

I was all in the pussy, makin' it beatbox

That's how it sounded

Ass so fat I had to walk around it

She was screamin', "Yeah," and I was sayin', "No"

You done gave me the box, so, bitch, I gotta go (That box)

Ain't nothing better or wetter than that box

How can I bed up and get up in that box?

You keep my head up and fed up in that box

Lady, in your box, baby, in that box