Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hot Box, artist - T-Wayne. Date of issue: 11.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hot Box |
| I got goose in my cup now |
| Out in Hollywood gettin' bucks now |
| And you know I’m poin up now |
| NFL catchin' plays when I touchdown |
| I just pulled up with a foreign in Atlanta |
| Black and white phantom look just like a panda |
| Drippin' sauce on these niggas, no manners |
| Money stack like Tony Montana |
| Damn! |
| Jukin' and finessin' on the block again, wooh |
| Hot boxin' the whip I need some oxygen, wooh |
| She told me come on over, 'cause she got a friend, wooh |
| So I hopped off in the Benz and told her drop a pin |
| I just put a molly in my soda (soda) |
| I’m about to black out like my rover (rover) |
| Homie got some lean up in a cold cup (cold cup) |
| We just do the most, we give no fucks (no fucks) |
| Yo bitch said that she love me, well I love me too (love me too) |
| We pull up on the lot in a Bentley coupe |
| I’m sippin' on some lean with some orange juice |
| We just do the most we give no fucks, damn |
| (damn, damn, damn) |
| Straight up! |