Sir Michael Rocks Ol Box Body Lyrics


Ol Box Body by Sir Michael Rocks

Ol' Box body bad knees
Miley Cyrus booty cheeks having ass
Instagram hold the ground
Deep fried weave ass thoughts
With your crispy ass toes in them knee socks, hoe
Ol' Box body bad knees
Miley Cyrus booty cheeks having ass
Instagram hold the ground
Deep fried weave ass thoughts
With your crispy ass toes in them knee socks, hoe

Old turkey neck, fat-back having ass
Collard green, neck-bone, chipmunk stanky ass hoe
Oh, I can't touch my toes when I bend over looking hoe
Why you staring at me, hoe? You old scary looking hoe
Old feet greased, sex, mad beast looking hoe
Night-crawling through the city, I'm a feast on a hoe
Got a moped and a hoe, riding hella slow
Fuck what you know 'cause I gotta do me
Miami city, you know where I be
Ol' shitty booty, bubble guts
You run her up, I bust this nut
The dick just leave them in the cut
Baby bone you know what's up
Gimme some head 'cause I don't wanna fuck
Bitch and complain and I don't wanna fuss
So bacon flipping, cocaine sniffing, finger licking cunt
I be in the cut, Mikey be serving the cut
Haters, they want to be us
Them old hoes wanna fuck
Shit talking, twitter stalking, too scared to run up
Pussy bitch, I do this shit, you ol' booger picking ass cunt

Ol' Box body bad knees
Miley Cyrus booty cheeks having ass
Instagram hold the ground
Deep fried weave ass thoughts
With your crispy ass toes in them knee socks, hoe
Ol' Box body bad knees
Miley Cyrus booty cheeks having ass
Instagram hold the ground
Deep fried weave ass thoughts
With your crispy ass toes in them knee socks, hoe

I say operator, operator
The pussy doing numbers like a calculator
She only stopped fucking 'cause the doctor made her
He said, "Baby girl, something ain't right
Every time I shine my light
Between your thighs it's like a sight to see
I'm talking waterfalls, mountain peaks
Pine trees, counting sheep'
Is what you're gonna do after I split it
Spit on the dick, then sit on the dick
Like you was waiting for the city bus
And it's running late, it's 1:08
That shit's supposed to be here at 12:10
I'm just a male friend, I ain't your boyfriend
'Cause a lot of these bitches is poison
What makes you think you're poised to win?
Pulled a pistol out the coat
I bought this shit from Wal-Mart
Cock it back and let it crack, it's louder than a dog bark
Talk that shit on Twitter but you quiet as a dog fart
When I catch you in traffic, I don't leave it at rapping

Now everybody saying that he's sweet
And that I should leave him alone
Just leave him alone
Ol' SpongeBob body ass bitch
But I'll still take the dome
I'll take the dome
Just give me head, just give me head
I said just give me head, just give me head

Ol' Box body bad knees
Miley Cyrus booty cheeks having ass
Instagram hold the ground
Deep fried weave ass thoughts
With your crispy ass toes in them knee socks, hoe
Ol' Box body bad knees
Miley Cyrus booty cheeks having ass
Instagram hold the ground
Deep fried weave ass thoughts
With your crispy ass toes in them knee socks, hoe

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