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Loudpack Loski - Pizzabox Lyrics



Loudpack Loski - Pizzabox Lyrics
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Woke up wit a little and plot on a lot
Only 16 bags left in the trap spot
I need the fast one I don't ride stock
Stuff crust Swissa I call it a pizzabox
Run up da check I'm in love wit dem knots
Bitch u a bug and dats why you got blocked
Sold the bag b4 it got dropped
I got dat white like a tube sock
Just met yo bitch and she playing the trumbone
Diamonds on me hitting just like a xylophone
Every 2 minutes I pick up my trap phone
Pick da bitch up den I lyft da hoe back home
I don't need love I need money on money
Bitch this dick is expensive it sit in Armani
I'm from the Eastside gon busdown my patek watch
Stuff crust swissa I call it a pizzabox
I lost da bitch cuz she couldn't lose her attitude
Checked a 20 and it's only this afternoon
Plug sent me extra I texted him back gratitude
I used to b broke but I ain't like da altitude
You do what u can and I do what I gotta do
All of my niggas gon shoot if I move
Got yo lil bitch blowing soup in da coupe
I want all of da smoke like I'm snoop
If I don't benefit den I'm not into it
I don't run out cuz my reup unlimited
I f*ckd yo bitch n I gave her the minute dick
Run in my trap you might jus get stuck in dat bitch
Running bags like I was a running back
I'll swap da pack but u won't get yo money back
Started having and I swear I ain't goin back
I got da sack so my bitch gotta match
Ion wanna backwood nigga where da pizzabox
I jus got a dike bitch n she like to eat a lot
And she got a girlfriend say she like to f*ck a lot
Jus had a play call told dem hoes to rub it out
Y u got dat cap on boy you need to cut it out
I be talkn facts holmes nigga you can check it out
I get da pack in and den I go weight it up
Ain't shit sweet boy I lead wit da Glock
Woke up wit a little and plot on a lot
Only 16 bags left in the trap spot
I need the fast one I don't ride stock
Stuff crust Swissa I call it a pizzabox
Run up da check I'm in love wit dem knots
Bitch u a bug and dats why you got blocked
Sold the bag b4 it got dropped
I got dat white like a tube sock
Just met yo bitch and she playing the trumbone
Diamonds on me hitting just like a xylophone
Every 2 minutes I pick up my trap phone
Pick da bitch up den I lyft da hoe back home
I don't need love I need money on money
Bitch this dick is expensive it sit in Armani
I'm from the Eastside gon busdown my patek watch
Stuff crust swissa I call it a pizzabox
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Woke up wit a little and plot on a lot
Only 16 bags left in the trap spot
I need the fast one I don't ride stock
Stuff crust Swissa I call it a pizzabox
Run up da check I'm in love wit dem knots
Bitch u a bug and dats why you got blocked
Sold the bag b4 it got dropped
I got dat white like a tube sock
Just met yo bitch and she playing the trumbone
Diamonds on me hitting just like a xylophone
Every 2 minutes I pick up my trap phone
Pick da bitch up den I lyft da hoe back home
I don't need love I need money on money
Bitch this dick is expensive it sit in Armani
I'm from the Eastside gon busdown my patek watch
Stuff crust swissa I call it a pizzabox
I lost da bitch cuz she couldn't lose her attitude
Checked a 20 and it's only this afternoon
Plug sent me extra I texted him back gratitude
I used to b broke but I ain't like da altitude
You do what u can and I do what I gotta do
All of my niggas gon shoot if I move
Got yo lil bitch blowing soup in da coupe
I want all of da smoke like I'm snoop
If I don't benefit den I'm not into it
I don't run out cuz my reup unlimited
I f*ckd yo bitch n I gave her the minute dick
Run in my trap you might jus get stuck in dat bitch
Running bags like I was a running back
I'll swap da pack but u won't get yo money back
Started having and I swear I ain't goin back
I got da sack so my bitch gotta match
Ion wanna backwood nigga where da pizzabox
I jus got a dike bitch n she like to eat a lot
And she got a girlfriend say she like to f*ck a lot
Jus had a play call told dem hoes to rub it out
Y u got dat cap on boy you need to cut it out
I be talkn facts holmes nigga you can check it out
I get da pack in and den I go weight it up
Ain't shit sweet boy I lead wit da Glock
Woke up wit a little and plot on a lot
Only 16 bags left in the trap spot
I need the fast one I don't ride stock
Stuff crust Swissa I call it a pizzabox
Run up da check I'm in love wit dem knots
Bitch u a bug and dats why you got blocked
Sold the bag b4 it got dropped
I got dat white like a tube sock
Just met yo bitch and she playing the trumbone
Diamonds on me hitting just like a xylophone
Every 2 minutes I pick up my trap phone
Pick da bitch up den I lyft da hoe back home
I don't need love I need money on money
Bitch this dick is expensive it sit in Armani
I'm from the Eastside gon busdown my patek watch
Stuff crust swissa I call it a pizzabox
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Writer: Joseph Neely
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Loudpack Loski - Pizzabox Video
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Performed By: Loudpack Loski
Length: 2:13
Written by: Joseph Neely

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