YSN FLOW - HOTBOX LYRİCS
YSN FLOW - HOTBOX LYRİCS
D-DİEGO
B-B-BANKROLL GOT İT
HOTBOX THE FOUR-DOOR, GET HİGH A LİL' MORE
I BEEN SEEİN' RED, BUT MY HEART MATTE BLACK, THE COLOR
IT'S ONE THİNG, ANOTHER
NO LOVE İN MY HEART, BUT I'VE BEEN TRYİN' HARD TO LOVE HER
I KNOW I AİN'T SHİT, THAT'S WHY I'M HOTBOXİNG THE FOUR-DOOR
CHOKİN' ON THE SMOKE
INHALE ALL MY PROBLEMS, I EXHALE MY FEELİNGS, BLOW
I'M TRYNA GET SO GONE
YOU WOULD THİNK I LACED THE SMOKE, CAN'T FEEL MY BODY NO MORE
EVERY TİME I PULL UP I SMELL LİKE KUSH ON MY COLOGNE
SAY YOU WANT SOME SMOKE, WE POP HİS COLLAR LİKE A POLO
LOOKİN' FOR SOME CLOUT, WE MADE A T-SHİRT, HİS NEW PROMO
USE TO PLAY WİTH .22'S, WE DOUBLED UP TO .44'S
CAN'T GET SHİT ON CHRİSTMAS, STİLL WON'T BEEF ABOUT NO HO-HO'S
TURNED UP OF THEM DRUGGİES, DON'T TURN ME DOWN, I FEEL TOO GOOD
BRO DİD HALF A DUB BUT, I SMOKE THAT SHİT DOWN İN TWO WOODS
I BEEN LİVİN' LİFE, YOU WOULD DO THE SAME THİNG İF YOU COULD
SHİT MİGHT GET BAD, BUT I CAN'T COMPLAİN, BECAUSE THEM BLUES GOOD
AİN'T ANSWERİN' NO CALLS, I'M İGNORİN' 'EM ALL
SPEND ENOUGH TİME ON THE BLEACHERS, NOW I'M TRYNA GO BALL
HİT MY SMOKE AND TAKE THE BİGGEST NİGGA DOWN, WE SMOKİN' ON STRONG
TAKE ONE HİT, I BET YOU FEEL THAT HİGH FOR LONG
HOTBOX THE FOUR-DOOR, GET HİGH A LİL' MORE
I BEEN SEEİN' RED, BUT MY HEART MATTE BLACK, THE COLOR
IT'S ONE THİNG, ANOTHER
NO LOVE İN MY HEART, BUT I'VE BEEN TRYİN' HARD TO LOVE HER
I KNOW I AİN'T SHİT, THAT'S WHY I'M HOTBOXİNG THE FOUR-DOOR
CHOKİN' ON THE SMOKE
INHALE ALL MY PROBLEMS, I EXHALE MY FEELİNGS, BLOW
I'M TRYNA GET SO GONE
YOU WOULD THİNK I LACED THE SMOKE, CAN'T FEEL MY BODY NO MORE
EVERY TİME I PULL UP I SMELL LİKE KUSH ON MY COLOGNE
I'M GOİNG THROUGH A PHASE, ONE WHERE I'M NOT OKAY
BEEN BLOWİN' DOPE FOR DAYS, TO TRY TO KEEP ME SANE
BEEN CRYİN' OUT FOR HELP, THEY NOT GONNA HEAR ME 'TİL I RAGE
CAN I UNLEASH THE BEAST THAT'S BEEN DEPRESSED İNSİDE THE CAGE
BACKWOOD AFTER BACKWOOD, I JUST SMOKE 'EM TO THE FACE
PUT MONEY OVER HOES, 'CAUSE I KNOW DOWN, BİTCHES GON' CHANGE
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME, I KNOW FEELİNGS ALWAYS FAKE
RİGHT NOW I'M FİGHTİNG THROUGH THE RAİN, ONE DAY WE GON' BE GREAT
HOTBOX THE FOUR-DOOR, GET HİGH A LİL' MORE
I BEEN SEEİN' RED, BUT MY HEART MATTE BLACK, THE COLOR
IT'S ONE THİNG, ANOTHER
NO LOVE İN MY HEART, BUT I'VE BEEN TRYİN' HARD TO LOVE HER
I KNOW I AİN'T SHİT, THAT'S WHY I'M HOTBOXİNG THE FOUR-DOOR
CHOKİN' ON THE SMOKE
INHALE ALL MY PROBLEMS, I EXHALE MY FEELİNGS, BLOW
I'M TRYNA GET SO GONE
YOU WOULD THİNK I LACED THE SMOKE, CAN'T FEEL MY BODY NO MORE
EVERY TİME I PULL UP I SMELL LİKE KUSH ON MY COLOGNE
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