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Bossman Dlow - Boxing Night Lyrics
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[ Featuring Babyface Ray ]

Don't f*ckin' say nothing to me in my ear
'Cause when I leave, I'm not gonna remember that shit
But y'all niggas really be tryna act like y'all sayin' somethin' to me important
Bruh, I don't give a f*ck what's going on
BossMan Dlow playin', I'm tryna hear this shit, bro
(Pipe that shit up, TNT)
(Ayy, turn them keys up, Keyman)
Right hours, nigga
Nigga
Big Za
Yeah
Big Za (yeah)

Pants fallin' off my ass, it's fifty bands in it
I jumped in that water, grabbed the pot and put some sand in it
Black Porsches and black Air Forces, we stand on business
My diamonds hittin' back and forth like we playin' tennis (bling)
My neck hittin' like it's f*ckin' boxing night, baby (bling)
My mouth hittin' like we in a hockey fight, baby (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, yeah (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, we gon' pay the price, baby (yeah)

I was grindin' all kind of nights, I had prayed for this (I prayed for this)
I be bendin' corners all in traffic like I'm made for this
If I don't make it rappin', I be somewhere catchin' plays and shit (brr)
I got these Cuban bracelets 'round my wrist, nigga, I slaved for this (yeah)
I'm drivin' the big body like I stole somethin' (like I stole somethin')
I'm corner bendin' cheffin' like I know somethin' (like I know somethin')
I ain't tryna mean mug with ya, nigga, I'm up a M (I'm up a M)
I say, "Baby, you so fine," she say, "Bae, you him" (bae, you him)
I say, "Bae, you got that shit on," she say, "Bae, you trim" (bae, you trim)
She say, "Bae, f*ck them niggas, you ain't one of them" (f*ck them niggas, baby)
Huh, ten pointers in my mouth, 50K the play (bling)
And I snuck eighty racks passed TSA (Big Za)

Pants fallin' off my ass, it's fifty bands in it
I jumped in that water, grabbed the pot and put some sand in it
Black Porsches and black Air Forces, we stand on business
My diamonds hittin' back and forth like we playin' tennis (bling)
My neck hittin' like it's f*ckin' boxing night, baby (bling)
My mouth hittin' like we in a hockey fight, baby (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, yeah (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, we gon' pay the price, baby (yeah, ayy)

Rich-ass nigga, I'ma put-, yeah (ffft)
Foreign car whipper, I'ma put some hoes in it (Mob)
The whole chicken out the trap and it ain't got a stove in it (the f*ck?)
My youngin sittin' in the car 'cause he can't get the pole in here (he can't get the pole in)
Ayy, one of those niggas, I ain't one of those niggas (I ain't one of those niggas)
Camo Valentino down like a Hollygrove nigga (ooh)
F*ckin' gold diggers, bitch, I'm rose gold kitted (rose gold)
Overseas, tryna figure out how to bring the load with me (shh)
Ex-trap star, baby (baby), not a rap star, baby (baby)
Run with movers and the shakers, can't get blackballed, baby (f*ck nah)
Right wrist ninety and my Patek cost me eighty (mm-hmm)
Hit the lights and then I skated, gettin' low from the statey, yeah (skrrt)
Boss-ass nigga, yeah
Boss-ass nigga, buy a mansion out in Katy
Might have a couple dog bricks, they freed my nigga AD
Three hundred P's on a PJ, where the f*ck is TSA at?
I say, "Bitch, you so fine, but who the f*ck your friend?"
Countin' so much paper, lil' nigga, I done cut my hand
Twenty-four back, 200K to play
Wavy flake P's, for forty-eight, 200K today

Pants fallin' off my ass, it's fifty bands in it
I jumped in that water, grabbed the pot and put some sand in it
Black Porsches and black Air Forces, we stand on business
My diamonds hittin' back and forth like we playin' tennis (bling)
My neck hittin' like it's f*ckin' boxing night, baby (bling)
My mouth hittin' like we in a hockey fight, baby (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, yeah (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, we gon' pay the price, baby (yeah)
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English

Don't f*ckin' say nothing to me in my ear
'Cause when I leave, I'm not gonna remember that shit
But y'all niggas really be tryna act like y'all sayin' somethin' to me important
Bruh, I don't give a f*ck what's going on
BossMan Dlow playin', I'm tryna hear this shit, bro
(Pipe that shit up, TNT)
(Ayy, turn them keys up, Keyman)
Right hours, nigga
Nigga
Big Za
Yeah
Big Za (yeah)

Pants fallin' off my ass, it's fifty bands in it
I jumped in that water, grabbed the pot and put some sand in it
Black Porsches and black Air Forces, we stand on business
My diamonds hittin' back and forth like we playin' tennis (bling)
My neck hittin' like it's f*ckin' boxing night, baby (bling)
My mouth hittin' like we in a hockey fight, baby (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, yeah (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, we gon' pay the price, baby (yeah)

I was grindin' all kind of nights, I had prayed for this (I prayed for this)
I be bendin' corners all in traffic like I'm made for this
If I don't make it rappin', I be somewhere catchin' plays and shit (brr)
I got these Cuban bracelets 'round my wrist, nigga, I slaved for this (yeah)
I'm drivin' the big body like I stole somethin' (like I stole somethin')
I'm corner bendin' cheffin' like I know somethin' (like I know somethin')
I ain't tryna mean mug with ya, nigga, I'm up a M (I'm up a M)
I say, "Baby, you so fine," she say, "Bae, you him" (bae, you him)
I say, "Bae, you got that shit on," she say, "Bae, you trim" (bae, you trim)
She say, "Bae, f*ck them niggas, you ain't one of them" (f*ck them niggas, baby)
Huh, ten pointers in my mouth, 50K the play (bling)
And I snuck eighty racks passed TSA (Big Za)

Pants fallin' off my ass, it's fifty bands in it
I jumped in that water, grabbed the pot and put some sand in it
Black Porsches and black Air Forces, we stand on business
My diamonds hittin' back and forth like we playin' tennis (bling)
My neck hittin' like it's f*ckin' boxing night, baby (bling)
My mouth hittin' like we in a hockey fight, baby (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, yeah (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, we gon' pay the price, baby (yeah, ayy)

Rich-ass nigga, I'ma put-, yeah (ffft)
Foreign car whipper, I'ma put some hoes in it (Mob)
The whole chicken out the trap and it ain't got a stove in it (the f*ck?)
My youngin sittin' in the car 'cause he can't get the pole in here (he can't get the pole in)
Ayy, one of those niggas, I ain't one of those niggas (I ain't one of those niggas)
Camo Valentino down like a Hollygrove nigga (ooh)
F*ckin' gold diggers, bitch, I'm rose gold kitted (rose gold)
Overseas, tryna figure out how to bring the load with me (shh)
Ex-trap star, baby (baby), not a rap star, baby (baby)
Run with movers and the shakers, can't get blackballed, baby (f*ck nah)
Right wrist ninety and my Patek cost me eighty (mm-hmm)
Hit the lights and then I skated, gettin' low from the statey, yeah (skrrt)
Boss-ass nigga, yeah
Boss-ass nigga, buy a mansion out in Katy
Might have a couple dog bricks, they freed my nigga AD
Three hundred P's on a PJ, where the f*ck is TSA at?
I say, "Bitch, you so fine, but who the f*ck your friend?"
Countin' so much paper, lil' nigga, I done cut my hand
Twenty-four back, 200K to play
Wavy flake P's, for forty-eight, 200K today

Pants fallin' off my ass, it's fifty bands in it
I jumped in that water, grabbed the pot and put some sand in it
Black Porsches and black Air Forces, we stand on business
My diamonds hittin' back and forth like we playin' tennis (bling)
My neck hittin' like it's f*ckin' boxing night, baby (bling)
My mouth hittin' like we in a hockey fight, baby (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, yeah (yeah)
We some boss ass niggas, we gon' pay the price, baby (yeah)
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Writer: Devante McCreary, Hunter Sallis, Marcellus Rayvon Register, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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