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Young A.C. Boxes Lyrics

Last updated: 10/28/2012 04:25:16 PM

Man I love this shit , I love this shit
I swear I love it
The adrenaline of it
'Cause this shit is like a waist of me
Drug lords that I looked up to
Their kids grew up with me
And their grandkids looked up to me
Staying inside this luxury
And now pussy niggers don't fuck with me
And no rookie bitches ain't fucking me
And them stripper bitches don't fuck for free
That's just how the game goes
And now pussy niggers don't fuck with me
And no rookie bitches ain't fuck me
And them stripper bitches don't fuck for free
That's just how the game goes
Pussy niggers don't fuck with me
And no rookie bitches ain't fuck me
And them stripper bitches don't fuck for free
That's just how the game goes
And I play by the rules hardly
Gotta pray goons ain't got it
Gotta pray God make a way for us today
Y'all the cake of the body shit
Lord God we didn't lost on me
Couple niggers was on their little bunny
Lil niggers wanna run with these sticks
Slit might get a clip in your stomach
Lord knows these niggas gun it
Lord knows we didn't lost count
Since you grow on my balls
And might've get as well bounce
That feel safe for my city
So fuck a hater I run it
You can ask them boys if I did it
And they'll tell your ass that I gun it
Shit you 85 and I'm hundred
Take samples of that honey
Put it my gas tank and I gun it
Take it to the track and she run it
When I don't

Have have any money
You always take mine
And you spend every dime of it
Trying your best to stay blind

Kerosene on my coupe 'cause it's hot as lava you sue
You must be out of your mind if you think I hate what I do
I know they hate I skate 'cause I do
Well I married money I do
I got that dumby yeah on my waist
And they kinda scared but I ain't
Soul too mean to rap on my jewels
And I promise them that I won't
Then he say aye, ok don't
But I'm froze as hell I can't front it
I was broke as hell at one point
Thought my destiny was mirage
And I'm getting massage and this chick fine as Nicki Minaj
Support the troops a panorama a rover in a garage
It's alot of hate I need alot of prayers
'Cause you niggers wanna play hard
So I'm keeping faith in my God I'm getting cake for my squad
I'm getting hoes in Toronto I tell 'em come here pronto
They holla back I'm in front I'm breaking beat in your front door
I'm cotton based like Alfonzo I'm serious but it's fun bro
Smoke a kush and my lungs smoked emergency straight on that gun smoke
Coming straight on that gun safe when it come it 'rrari ain't nothing fake

Let me buy
Don't you stop me baby don't try
Baby, baby keep on enjoying your life

Fuck a deal I'm on for real
I'm living this I'm homie here
My homies watching they gonna miss so
Dedicate every song of them
And I'm Jackie Chan I kicks it bitch
Higher,super cali fragilistic bitch
Dough to cali my set's on deck
No need to get all specific
With my affiliation's connects I show a G respect
I get the money I want I need a favor for checks
And I pay my taxes fuck IRS
I double up they can suck a dick
State to stay in these different morns
Spilling money not fucking chicks
I'm passed that high school her ass fat and her thighs smooth
But I rather deal with my baby mama
I fuck her just to get my love
You think you got it
Oh you think you got it
But a nigga like me might slide with a stick
Take your way up and profit
I'ma ride her like Kawasaki
I'ma proud nigga with shot is
I'ma ride it with want to by myself
And rolling in that broccoli
They bitch out bitch go potty
Send 10 shots spill your body
I'ma get all of this money get in my way
You and your clique will be in boxes

Boxes
Shopping bags
Anything that will go on my hand
You can't stop me
For I'm gonna try
Just make there and enjoy your life




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