Listen to Mailbox by Nuk

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Nuk

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(Da Realest) (Yo, Marley, you made this?) Say you love me, I'm like, "What that mean?" Reckless driver, I be crashing' bitches 'fore I flee the scene We ain't finna be out here in public, but, bitch, hit them knees Told a bitch by how the way she fuck me, she might get them keys (pss) She got a fatty, wait I be in Amiri jeans that's linked up with the rattlesnake Just hit a pretty bitch, I throw my hands back and ejaculate A big dog in my hood, but I'm too humble, I be passing' rank When wе cha-cha slide, we go get suitеd like a cabaret A hundred was a ten, you PUA niggas so frail now I get happy talkin' to the plug when he say, "Mailbox" Boy, I really hustle, shit, I know I'm gon' have bag for life I'm the type to spin right through they hood if I get mad tonight We don't do no dick sucking', we don't do no clique hopping' We don't do no flip-flopping', but still'll pull up candy paint I just put a baby on that road, but this ain't Denny Lane Told my boys if I be in the clouds, then I'm gon' sell 'em rain But I ain't gon' never fall off In the trap, we pass the dope around and hop on it like frogs I got pretty hoes, I bet they got more water than your jeweler do Mm-hmm, your pussy really that, I'm bringing' scuba suit Boy, don't you be playin' with that-, you better price it I got so much dog shit, this Goyard like a diaper Wanna act like you so with it 'til I roll up and I stop My brother got me hittin' cougar hoes, I'm close up with a fox How you know him? Shit, I heard he dead I just put a leg up on the Glock and I see 30 heads (30 heads) I'm a creeper, they don't know my steps I know fiends that don't even be tweakers 'til they get on meth (get on meth) Tell a bitch like, "You too bad, huh?" You won't see me tricking', shit, my pockets got a padlock My niggas coming' home, they say our lawyers just like Matlock I got too much money, shit, I need another stash spot (stash spot) (pss) Put my bitches in Amiri I fuck bitches with they twin, that's just like Tia and Tamera I just met a Spanish bitch, she got good pussy and got spirit I speak Spanish too, I told her suck my pina while I'm steering (while I'm steering) Say you love me, I'm like, What that mean? Reckless driver, I be crashing' bitches 'fore I flee the scene We ain't finna be out here in public, but, bitch, hit them knees Told a bitch by how the way she fuck me, she might get them keys (pss) She got a fatty, wait I be in Amiri jeans that's linked up with the rattlesnake Just hit a pretty bitch, I throw my hands back and ejaculate A big dog in my hood, but I'm too humble, I be passing' rank When we cha-cha slide, we go get suited like a cabaret I never sleep, I'm up and scheming' In grind mode, can't fuck the divas My bitch just said she wanna shit on hoes, she did a month Selena If it's a problem I be getting' money, I'm like, "Well, I'm wrong" Know when I got run 'cause I hit states that they ain't never know Told a bitch when she let me fuck it, get it on a drone T-R-A-P-P, I make three hundred, then I sell a phone I spend hours in a freaky bitch, then I be back alone I can spend a dub quick, to you, that shit like breaking bones My hoes say I'm actin' different, me and bro like Shaq and Penny Since I got that arf back, like Ice Cube, I'm back in business You gon' catch me moving' by how far I gotta tax 'em different I get to that bag, I ain't gossiping' like Akademiks
Writer(s): Ronald Iii Brown, Marley Munoz, Nuk Five Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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