Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hot Box, artist - Guap Tarantino. Date of issue: 26.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hot Box |
| What, nigga? |
| Shut up |
| Yeah |
| Squad, nigga, y’all niggas know what the fuck goin' on |
| You know what I’m sayin'? |
| You know what I’m sayin'? |
| Been a big boss with this shit, since I was just |
| little |
| (DJ on the beat so it’s a banger), let’s go |
| Niggas in the hood like to pop locks (Pop locks) |
| Slide on a nigga in a hotbox (In a hotbox) |
| I was makin' racks off the laptop (Racks) |
| Go out to town, hit the mailbox, yeah (Racks, racks, racks) |
| Put a hundred rounds, make the Drac' lock (Brrt) |
| Catch your lil' ho at the nail shop (Yeah) |
| Be a cook, cook it up, rerock (Woo) |
| Serve it in the country with the peacocks (Peacocks) |
| Shawty tried to suck me 'til her knees lock (Knees lock) |
| Big Guap, nigga, need big guap (Big guap) |
| Dropped a damn tape, now the streets locked (Streets locked) |
| Nigga got a K, make you freeze up (Yeah, yeah) |
| Nigga play with me, bet he get popped, yeah (Brrt) |
| I was makin' money with my damn pops (Racks) |
| I got in the street dodgin' damn cops (Yeah) |
| I bust down my Rollie, don’t tick-tock (Yeah, yeah) |
| Took the game, hijack, came through projects |
| Hundred round drum make you hit, can’t dodge that |
| Shawty went dumb on the dick like, «Ride that» |
| Shawty put tongue on the dick, no digest |
| I get fake love, but that shit in disguise (Yeah) |
| Boy, you a dub, I can see in your eyes (Yeah) |
| Got me a baddie, got meat on her thighs (Woo) |
| I pop an Addy, then go on the rise (Addy) |
| They see my diamonds, they know that I shine (Ah) |
| Know it’s 'bout timing, this shit not surprise (Woo) |
| I wear my chain like a motherfuckin' prize |
| I had to threesome that ho, yeah, she bi (Yeah) |
| Racks in the closet, these niggas don’t know that (Yeah) |
| Don’t know where I started, might have me a throwback (Racks) |
| Might go insane with the drank, havin' flashbacks (Brrt) |
| Used to go insane with the bank, gettin' cash back (Woop, woop) |
| Call me a truck, got a camera when I back back (Hah) |
| Ran off on the plug, boy, he not gettin' shit back (Come here) |
| Fat nigga shit, yeah, your bitch, she gon' dig that (Fat nigga shit) |
| I’m in the 6 with a stick, gotta kick back (I'm in the 6) |
| Know what I’m doin', know what I’m doin' (Yeah) |
| Only thing I see is up now (Woo) |
| I throw the bag, that’s a touchdown (Woo) |
| I got them racks, yellin', «racks» now, yeah (Racks, racks, racks) |
| Niggas in the hood like to pop locks (Pop locks) |
| Slide on a nigga in a hotbox (In a hotbox) |
| I was makin' racks off the laptop (Racks) |
| Go out to town, hit the mailbox, yeah (Racks, racks, racks) |
| Put a hundred rounds, make the Drac' lock (Brrt) |
| Catch your lil' ho at the nail shop (Yeah) |
| Be a cook, cook it up, rerock (Woo) |
| Serve it in the country with the peacocks (Peacocks) |
| Shawty tried to suck me 'til her knees lock (Knees lock) |
| Big Guap, nigga, need big guap (Big guap) |
| Dropped a damn tape, now the streets locked (Streets locked) |
| Nigga got a K, make you freeze up (Yeah, yeah) |
| Nigga play with me, bet he get popped, yeah (Brrt) |
| I was makin' money with my damn pops (Racks) |
| I got in the street dodgin' damn cops (Yeah) |
| I bust down my Rollie, don’t tick-tock (Yeah, yeah) |