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Roddy Ricch - The Box - CHORDS - Partition (Accords et Paroles Lyrics)





♫ Roddy Ricch - The Box ♫










Franšais: DO RE MI FA SOL LA SI English: C D E F G A B


[Intro] Bbm7 Bbm7 Gb Fm/Ab [Chorus] Bbm7 Pullin' out the coupe at the lot Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT Bustin' all the bales out the box Gb I just hit a lick with the box Fm/Ab Had to put the stick in a box, mmh Bbm7 Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy Gb Fm/Ab I got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80s Bbm7 She sucked a nigga soul, got the Cash App Gb Fm/Ab Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slatt Bbm7 I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that Gb Fm/Ab And I really wanna know where you at, at [Verse 1] Bbm7 I was out back where the stash at Cruise the city in a bulletproof Cadillac (Skrrt) Gb Cause I know these niggas after where the bag at (Yeah) Fm/Ab Gotta move smarter, gotta move harder Bbm7 Nigga try to get me for my water I'll lay his ass down, on my son, on my daughter Gb I had the Draco with me, Dwayne Carter Fm/Ab Lotta niggas out here playin' ain't ballin' Bbm7 I done put my whole arm in the rim, Vince Carter (Yeah) And I know probably get a key for the quarter Gb Shawty barely seen in double C's, I bought 'em Fm/Ab Got a bitch that's looking like Aaliyah, she a model Bbm7 I got the pink slip, all my whips is key-less Gb Compton, I'm about to get the key to the city Fm/Ab Patek like the sea, forget it [Chorus] Bbm7 Pullin' out the coupe at the lot Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT Bustin' all the bales out the box Gb I just hit a lick with the box Fm/Ab Had to put the stick in a box, mmh Bbm7 Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy Gb Fm/Ab I got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80s Bbm7 She sucked a nigga soul, got the Cash App Gb Fm/Ab Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slatt Bbm7 I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that Gb Fm/Ab And I really wanna know where you at, at [Verse 2] Bbm7 Hahaha, I been movin' 'em out It's still up with me then, he got the blues in the pouch (Yeah) Gb Took her to the forest, put the wood in her mouth Fm/Ab Bitch don't wear no shoes in my house Bbm7 The private I'm flyin' in, I never wan' fly again I'll take my chances in traffic (Yeah) Gb She suckin' on dick, no hands with it Fm/Ab I just made the Rollie plain like a landing strip Bbm7 I'm a 2020 president candidate I done put a hundred bands on Zimmerman, shit Gb I been movin' real gangster, so that's why she picked a Crip Fm/Ab Shawty call me Crisco 'cause I pop my shit Bbm7 Got it out the mud, there's nothin' you can tell me, yeah Gb Fm/Ab When I had the drugs, I was street wealthy, yeah [Chorus] Bbm7 Pullin' out the coupe at the lot Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT Bustin' all the bales out the box Gb I just hit a lick with the box Fm/Ab Had to put the stick in a box, mmh Bbm7 Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy Gb Fm/Ab I got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80s Bbm7 She sucked a nigga soul, got the Cash App Gb Fm/Ab Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slatt Bbm7 I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that Gb Fm/Ab And I really wanna know where you at, at [Outro] Bbm7 Gb Fm/Ab Bbm7