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Tech N9ne - That Box (Feat. Kutt Calhoun, Krizz Kaliko, Snug Brim, Greed, & Skatterman)
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Performer
Alexandrea Whirley
Vocals
Gina McFadden
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Sanders II
Producer
Robert Rebeck
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
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
[Verse 6]
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
[Verse 7]
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)
[Verse 8]
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
[Verse 9]
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
[Verse 10]
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)
[Verse 11]
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
Written by: Aaron D. Yates, Aaron Henderson, David Lee Sanders Ii, Melvin Lewis Calhoun Jr., Samuel Watson, Stacy Landis, Welton LeJuene
