paroles de chanson Shoe Box - Yung Bleu , Jeezy
I
got
some
money
Told
my
nigga,
don't
worry
(don't
worry)
Times
getting
hard
Looking
like
BMF
how
we
sliding
in
them
cars
(skrrt)
Sometimes
I
feel
myself
lying
in
the
dark
Thinking
about
the
times
that
we
had
when
I
was
with
you
Thinking
'bout
the
times
that
I
kissed
you
Went
and
got
some
money,
I
got
everybody
mad
at
me
Stars
in
the
roof,
I'm
in
a
whole
'nother
galaxy
They
tryna
put
me
in
a
box,
they
tryna
put
me
in
a
cell
Just
got
caught
up
with
that
work
We
prolly
kill
'em,
if
he
tell
Them
shooters
hopping
outta
box
truck
But
they
ain't
got
no
mail
Just
them
shells
for
them
niggas
that
don't
wish
me
well
Coach,
put
me
in
the
game
Coach,
put
me
in
the
game
Come
trade
your
life
for
my
chain
They
put
a
price
on
my
brain
But
I'm
still
riding
'round
with
it
Put
it
in
a
shoe
box
Put
it
in
a
shoe
box
Fuck
it,
put
it
in
a
shoe
box
Dirty
money,
we
gon'
put
it
in
a
shoe
box,
yeah
You
see
them
young
niggas
hanging
outta
roof
tops
They
hanging
out
the
roof
tops
Two
Glocks
Screaming,
let
a
nigga
try
me
Let
a
nigga
try
me
Oh,
he
don't
know
nobody
But
she
got
a
lil'
body
I
told
her
come
try
me
I
told
her
come
try
me
I'ma
eat
it
up,
that
pussy
taste
like
water
She
so
wet,
she
prolly
take
me
under
Got
her
so
hot,
I'm
talking
hot
girl
summer
I'm
sorry,
I
forgot
to
take
your
number
But
don't
mind
me,
come
and
find
me
I
gotta
call
you
when
I
get
back
to
your
city
'Cause
that
lil'
pussy,
it
been
stuck
up
on
my
memory
If
you
can't
pull
up,
I
think
I
can
do
delivery
Baby,
put
it
in
my
shoe
box
Come
put
it
in
my
shoe
box
Take
this
money
and
go
put
it
in
my
shoe
box
Go
put
it
in
my
shoe
box
Oh,
I
got
bands
in
the
mattress
I
gave
her
bands
'cause
she
nasty
I
hope
you
love
me
with
passion
And
you
can
get
it
if
you
ask
me
I'ma
say
Put
it
in
a
shoe
box
Put
it
in
a
shoe
box
Fuck
it,
put
it
in
a
shoe
box
Dirty
money,
we
gon'
put
it
in
a
shoe
box,
yeah
You
see
them
young
niggas
hanging
outta
roof
tops
They
hanging
out
the
roof
tops
Two
Glocks
Screaming,
let
a
nigga
try
me
Let
a
nigga
try
me
(let's
go,
yeah,
yeah,
let's
go)
I
ain't
no
reactor,
yeah,
I
think
'bout
shit
Yeah
the
art
of
war,
nigga,
buy
a
tank,
buy
a
ship
Yeah
I'm
on
that
nog
Vodka,
yeah,
I
drink
my
shit
Catch
my
target
in
traffic,
I'ma
paint
that
shit,
yeah
Type
of
nigga
keep
a
few
million
in
the
safe
Might
go
on
the
run,
have
to
buy
a
new
face
Praying
for
my
dawg,
he
just
caught
a
new
case
Told
'em
keep
quiet,
don't
try
to
save
face
Put
a
hundred
grand
where
the
Air
Jordans
at
Transaction
on
the
phone,
hope
he
ain't
recording
that
(Hello?)
Jack
in
the
box,
we
gon'
pop
out
with
the
sticks
Mobile,
Alabama,
we
gon'
pop
out
with
the
bricks
(yeah)
You
wanna
see
a
magic
trick
with
this
Arm
and
Hammer
IronChef
shit,
the
meanest
fork
in
Atlanta
Catch
me
in
that
'Rari
with
that
Yung
Bleu
playing
Shoe
box
in
the
kitchen
with
that
Lysol
spraying
Put
it
in
a
shoe
box
Put
it
in
a
shoe
box
Fuck
it,
put
it
in
a
shoe
box
Dirty
money,
we
gon'
put
it
in
a
shoe
box,
yeah
You
see
them
young
niggas
hanging
outta
roof
tops
They
hanging
out
the
roof
tops
Two
Glocks
Screaming,
let
a
nigga
try
me
Let
a
nigga
try
me
(ooh,
oh)
1 Die Under The Moon
2 Tired Of You
3 Angels Never Cry (feat. MoneyBagg Yo & Kodak Black)
4 Beautiful Lies
5 Contract Killers
6 Way More Close (Stuck In A Box) (feat. Big Sean)
7 Shoe Box
8 Last Summer
9 You’re Mines Still (feat. Drake)
10 Water Works
11 Baddest
12 Unforgiving
13 Dark Clouds
14 Old Days
15 Ghetto Love Birds
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