Man] Knock 'em out the box, bitch, knock 'em out, bitch Knock 'em out the box, bitch, knock 'em out, bitch Knock 'em out the box, bitch, knock 'em out, bitch Knock 'em out
brown linen, huh [Rick Ross] Big black, and an icey watch Shoes on the coupe, that got a Nike shop Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box Grinding in my Jordans kick em
knock me out So just knock me out Yeah Just knock me out So just knock me out Just knock me out Just knock me out Just knock me out Just knock me out
it went a little somethin' like this: DOH! Get 'em off me! Get 'em off me! Ohhh! No, get 'em off, get 'em off! Oh, oh God, oh God! Oh, get 'em off
Knock em out Knock em out the box Luke Knock em out Knock em out the box Luke Knock em out Knock em out the box Luke Knock em out Knock em out
rollin' through your hood and I be right there I blew my horn 'cause I don't knock, the only thing That's on my mind is fuckin' this bitch and puttin' her ass out
to London to my nigga Common house Right, it's like a game we never play out, out, out, out... Nigga no doubt, nigga get live or get knocked the fuck out
my brain i just chunk the deuce and hit the drank cause i cant hear a thang the other day i got a ticket listenin to that hurricane soon as the police got out
knock me out So just knock me out Yea Just knock me out So just knock me out Just knock me out Just knock me out Just knock me out Just knock
of chicks under my belt like a zipper, yea Walk up in the club, pick 'em out and then I pick 'em off Pick 'em up and then knock em down and them I drop 'em
The hype's got me, I knock 'em out the box then out socks 'Cause winicumuhround, niggaz skate like the rocks My block's hot, so gimme all you got When
on, come on Come on, Na-na-na-na Feels so good being bad There's no way I'm turning back Now the pain is for pleasure, 'cause nothing can measure Love is great, love is fine Out the box, out
funny so don't you dare laugh 'Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live, live Good night, good night Knock 'em out the box
off it 'till he move you girl And let no playin' nigga rule your world and screw you girl I got 'em hatin' me, I throws the pussy down, keep 'em chasin
and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'll Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill
(My music box) (My music box) 'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box) I hear my music box, playing a song for me (My music box
quit playing knock it off your not Tupac Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and you're not Going at me is the only shot you got Ja quit playing knock it off
Seen the broad, very tall, very thick, licking her lips Hips barely fit through the door Imagine that, she bought a dutch and a lemonade out the Escalade Bumping "Renegade" by Em