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ft troy ave maffew ragazino - box office smash (ft. troy ave) - maffew ragazino lyrics

we out here livin a movie n-gg-
based on a true story

my whole b-tch called, she want that old thing back
7 voice mails, but i ain’t even called back
ain’t about no money, i’ll prolly never call back
ragazino senior, motherf-cker you heard that
n-gg- been that n-gg- since taj mahong caps
street fighter turbo tek and mortal kombat
n-gg-s need this and tell them n-gg-s to fall back
f-ck her this track, i ain’t even want her old back
fred perry jackers for the fallen all black
gold lows on em hoe i know em i’m all that
they say i’m single handely bringin new york back
miss me with that 90 sh-t and i’m back pack raps
let em blow the dice, when i roll em they talk back
get em girls, i be killin them head track
what’s the word, them b-tches know where it’s that
only joggin but i’m leading the first lap, let’s go

[hook]
not now, right now, do it right now
get your pop corn, dim the lights down
my life’s about soft as smash
get your cameras and fin to make a movie on they -ss
w-ssup, ok i done be grinding for a minute
w-ssup, ok, and now i’m shinin on these n-gg-s
w-ssup, ok, and i’m here killin these n-gg-s
w-ssup, w-ssup, so w-ssup

alright, alright, powder in this b-tch, but your b-tch away
dope boy swag, dealin bricks again
f-ck what they say, all my coms pay
time is money and my rollie tell the date and day
my life a movie yeah the lands n-gg-
motion picture, paper chasin in the benz n-gg-
rappers on the train, can’t see me on the track
the hottest n-gg- out the purple, that’s a fact
fictional foes, a fillin with hoes, murder teen n-gg-s they know
w-ssup, i’m in the kitchen now bout to cook up
i’m on a whole another level, little n-gg- look up
sun shinin on em, ladder of success climbin on em
no foes, just grinded on em
i went from 10 grands to 4 birds while they team got thinner
to sum it in 4 words, sure yeah, that n-gg-

life’s a b-tch, but i bet she make a good bride
p-ssy dope, head great, even know she can’t cook rice
but she bad and she roll that kush right
pretty brown round, skin like nabush right
too cool for school, hoppin out of that hoop right
f-ck the world raw dog like she got a …
red and green, you tired
these are not s dots, n-gg-s still sleepin on me
snooze b-tton, press stop
wake up next to a horse head my n-gg-
swiss and hunned tolki boards head my n-gg-
this rap sh-t made my ego a little bigger
now i’m picking through b-tches like co-rs- hair n-gg-
with a fine tooth comb, tryina find tula bone
doing what i do, while you do is does are wrong
what’s the word, them b-tches know who i be
ragazino seneior hoe, i’m the first me, let’s go!

- ft troy ave maffew ragazino lyrics

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