and yer drain pipe's a-pourin' And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin' And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops
me where the darkness is still beautiful! [Cee-Lo] I've been runnin' since rock box I've cocked locks and locked blocks and rocked rocks and dropped tops
low To the floor, to the floor She took it to the floor [x3] [Drake:] Ok, Ok, Sittin' in a owners box Or in the Caribbean twitin' off Corona tops I'
might as well be a bed And if you gon' crack a nigga, might as well be a head Cause if you targettin the L.O.X. You might as as well target a box That
freshest on the block After school shootin' hoops pumping on my Reebok's Kept my shoes always new, coming straight out the box (Fresh) Every day different colors on my Nike high-tops
friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks and Young Buck CD Took that shit home, put it in my boom box
I'm the gang rapper on a regular route Me and Weezy blood brothers we got red Ferraris Red tops in the hood, red tops on Bacardis Red tops on top models
[Verse One: Suffa] This is for the heads that's loving the mix My people in the front, all covered in spit Batters in the box, Suffa to pitch Hilltop
in the front In the nosebleed section This is for the heads that's loving the mix, My people in the front all covered in spit, Batter's in the box, (
Verse - Violent J] Every year it's more of us and all we do is fill the box You might play with me at first, a couple days, a week at tops Just like
myself of this idiot box! Let you see past the feathers and flocks, And help me plant a bomb in this idiot box! From the depths of the sea to the tops
spot shit pop like rockets Head straight to the bar so I get my drink on Pound that shit quick and order another one People taking pictures of D-Loc the dog Bitches taking off their tops