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letra de box em in - k camp & sleazyworld go

[intro: k camp]
uh, roll that sh-t up, n-gga
sleazy, what’s happenin’?
float (it’s that trappin n london, for sure)
yeah

[chorus: k camp & sleazyworld go]
roll that ‘za and get my vibe on (vibe on)
pourin’ up that wock’, told fat, “grab that styrofoam” (grab that sh-t, n-gga)
like i’m houston, i keep that rocket on me (for real, fah)
i’ma up this b-tch and blow you if you swing on me, i ain’t no boxer, homie (fah, fah)
that fn like my best friend (uh)
yeah, fee that boy j5, i hope he racks up with both hands (free my dog)
free my n-ggas out the pen’ (free ’em)
the drac’ in a u-haul, but like we movin’, we gon’ box ’em in (yeah)
box ’em in, box ’em in (yeah)

[verse: k camp & sleazyworld go]
he can’t wait to run into his opps again (to his opps again, uh)
promise you gon’ let me touch that box again (i promise, uh)
told that b-tch, “keep suckin’, better not stop again” (better not stop again)
uh, b-tch you bettеr not stop eatin’ ’til a n-gga nut (nut)
p-ssy wet like watеr, her sh-t wet as f-ck (her sh-t wet as f-ck)
told her throw that sh-t back in rolls truck (throw it back)
i eat p-ssy like a demon, b-tch, put that rose up (put that sh-t up)
but protected, promise you ain’t goin’ to put a finger on me (lay no flinger on me)
put d-ck all in her guts, got her creamin’ on me, ooh
i like a b-tch that squirt, ooh, n-ggas get popped like percs, ooh
outside no curfew (uh), same one from that dirt, ooh
same one from the block (block), still lockin’ for opps, n-gga
ain’t talkin’ ’bout no po, but we really drop n-ggas
never asked no n-ggas for sh-t, i done earned my spot, n-gga
call —-, he gon’ get the picture, yeah, he quick to crop n-ggas
[chorus: k camp & sleazyworld go]
roll that ‘za and get my vibe on (vibe on)
pourin’ up that wock’, told fat, “grab that styrofoam” (grab that sh-t, n-gga)
like i’m houston, i keep that rocket on me (uh-huh, fah)
i’ma up this b-tch and blow you if you swing on me, i ain’t no boxer, homie (i ain’t no boxer, homie)
that fn like my best friend (best friend)
yeah, fee that boy j5, i hope he racks up with both hands (uh)
free my n-ggas out the pen’ (free ’em)
the drac’ in a u-haul, but like we movin’, we gon’ box ’em in
we gon ‘box ’em in

[outro: sleazyworld go & k camp]
we gon’ box his ass in, n-gga (yeah)
humongous
let’s go (let’s go then)

- k camp sleazyworld go

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