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Shoebox

 

Shoebox

(الألبوم: GEEZYWORLD 2 - 2023)


(Money Musik)
(Money done geeked on this motherfucker)

Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades
Trap stay open, it don't close like a café
Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley
Nothing but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray
Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades
Trap stay open, it don't close like a café
Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley
Nothing but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray

Ayy, so I'm sliding to the pad (To the crib)
'Cause my son, yeah, he wanna see his dad
Ayy, then I'm sliding to a bag
'Cause you know I'm all about that cash
'Bout that guinap
Bad model bitch, she give me tinop
Gangster like Lennox
Jefe, call the shinots
Used to move the blinocks
Took me to the tizzop
Ice cream man, but my name, it ain't no Wizzop (it ain't what?)

Geesy, he cold, that nigga icy
The one who from LA, not the A, I think they like me, ayy
Geesy, he cold, that nigga icy
The one who from LA, not the A, I think they like me, ayy

Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades
Trap stay open, it don't close like a café
Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley
Nothing but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray
Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades
Trap stay open, it don't close like a café
Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley
Nothing but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray (Yeah)

High-rise bigger, these niggas selling dope
Million-dollar operation off this celly phone
"Let's get rich off your punani," what I tell these hoes
Looking for a captain save a, I can't help you hoes
You ain't tryna get stripped for you lil' chip, then what you tell me for?
You ain't tryna get rich, you selling zips and should be selling 'bows
Ask me for a stick, he out here funking, I can't tell him no
Fucked her on occasions, then replaced her, she can't let it go
Hella stones, neckwear resemble Eskimos
Gas house, boobytrap, smell like Texaco
Passports, something 'bout them whores from Mexico
I'm the one they checking with, I'm not the one they checking on

Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades
Trap stay open, it don't close like a café
Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley
Nothing but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray
Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades
Trap stay open, it don't close like a café
Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley
Nothing but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray

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