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- ♫ Better Days Ft Fetty Wap
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- ♫ Big Purr Prrdd
- ♫ Big Purr Prrdd Ft Pooh Shiesty
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- ♫ Blick Blick Ft Nicki Minaj
- ♫ Bops
- ♫ Bout Me
- ♫ Box Y Papers
- ♫ Cant Come Back
- ♫ Clingy
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- ♫ Did It
- ♫ Do Better
- ♫ Dont Chat Me Up Ft Giggs
- ♫ Dope Vibes
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- ♫ Make My Day Ft David Guetta
- ♫ Mans World Ft James Brown
- ♫ Merry Xmas Ft Maliibu Miitch Dess Dior
- ♫ Messy
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- ♫ Mountains
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- ♫ My Body
- ♫ No Angels Ft Lola Brooke
- ♫ No Longer Mine
- ♫ No More Parties
- ♫ No More Parties Remix
- ♫ No More Parties Remix Ft Lil Durk
- ♫ Okay Yeah
- ♫ On My Way
- ♫ Overthinking
- ♫ Paranoid
- ♫ Phuck It
- ♫ Players
- ♫ Players Tokischa Remix
- ♫ Radioactive Ft Skillibeng
- ♫ Rick Owens
- ♫ Run It Up
- ♫ Slide
- ♫ Spend It Ft Saucy Santana
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- ♫ Thief In The Night
- ♫ Tired
- ♫ To The Moon
- ♫ Too Far
- ♫ Twinnem
- ♫ Twinnem Remix Ft Dababy
- ♫ Vvs
- ♫ Wanna Come Thru Ft Mike Will Made It
- ♫ Wasted
- ♫ Wicked Butterflies
Box Y Papers - Coi Leray Lyrics
[Intro]
I don't even wanna think about it
Why everybody think money solve they problems?
No, you cannot buy loyalty
What's forgiven is never forgotten
[Chorus]
Yeah, call my jeweler
Need that plain jane, box and papers, uh, yeah
Baby, these not SI's, brand new foreign for a test drive
The jet ain't got no Wi-Fi, 50k just on vacation (Uh, yeah)
Why they hatin'?
Got these bitches sick, askin' they self, why I made it
I'm most hated, but ya nigga's favorite
I can't deal with the labels
But I fuck with the bank
Walk in, need two-fifty in cash just to put on my chain
What the fuck did you think?
All this hе say, rah-rah shit
Took me right to the safe
And I fill up my drink
42 mixеd with the pineapple
'Cause I like how that shit taste
[Verse]
Ooh, they say I'm sexy
I'm throwin' these hundreds, this shit get messy
I could never trust a bitch
Doin' donuts in the whip (Yeah)
This ain't no Tesla
Walk in bless 'em with my presence, uh
Baby, Merry Christmas
Pockets so full when I limp I need crutches
This Backwood bussin', bitch these Russians, uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They be like "How you do that there?"
They ask me baby, "How you so viral? I see you everywhere"
Yeah, love it how you wear your braids, they copy all your hair
When I popped out, bitch you wasn't even there
Uh, yeah
"How you deal with the hate?"
I don't give a fuck, I don't care
Yeah, bitch pass me the bottle
Pull up in new auto
I'm sittin' real pretty, I'm sippin' moscato
I call up the vado, tell him we need that two for six
And we'll see him tomorrow
Yeah, I hopped off a jet and I land in Chicago
These bitches be jackin' my swag like my nigga Harlow
They wanna book me for a show and I tell them call Cairo
Yeah, bitch I'm doing well, I get money like Fargo
[Chorus]
Yeah, call my jeweler
Need that plain jane, box and papers, uh, yeah
Baby this not SI's, brand new foreign for a test drive
The jet ain't got no Wi-Fi, 50k just on vacation (Uh, yeah)
Why they hatin'?
Got these bitches sick, askin' they self, why I made it
I'm most hated, but ya nigga's favorite
I can't deal with the labels
But I fuck with the bank
Walk in, need two-fifty in cash just to put on my chain
What the fuck did you think?
All this he say, rah-rah shit
Took me right to the safe
And I fill up my drink
42 mixed with the pineapple
'Cause I like how that shit taste