Singer: Chief Keef
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Song: Mailbox
Chief Keef - Mailbox Subtitles (vtt) (03:15-195-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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No I can't calm down, bitch
I'm too turnt up
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Judge gon give me life,
foe nem Murders
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Sitting at a red light,
pourin' this purp up
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See the LVs on my boxers, Why
I'm lifting my shirt up
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Cops try to search us,
hoes tryna twerk us
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Walk in with all this ice,
Did it on purpose
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Got spice like red hot, need
to keep ya tail tucked
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Have folks nem deliver this to
you, put it in ya mailbox
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Niggas be really knowin',
bitches be really goin
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Look up and the ceiling gone,
that ass I'm feelin' on
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Need a Christina Milian, I
could pop me a wheelie on
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Bout to go get some more chains
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Like I ain't got enough jewelry on
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Went to the trap last night,
and I looked up it was dawn
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Got a U-Haul backing in, with
equipment & more laundry
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You know we ain't really for none,
All I know is get paper
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I know killas and they owe me big favors,
Bitches XO me like Weeknd
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I'm somewhere out eating,
stay yo ass in 2 feet
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Or go yo ass on the deep end,
someone hand me a ashtray
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That's my boys who passed away,
keep my mouth laminated
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Till the day I'm eliminated
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No I can't calm down, bitch
I'm too turnt up
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Judge gon give me life,
foe nem Murders
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Sitting at a red light,
pourin' this purp up
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See the LVs on my boxers, Why
I'm lifting my shirt up
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Cops try to search us,
hoes tryna twerk us
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Walk in with all this ice,
Did it on purpose
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Got spice like red hot, need
to keep ya tail tucked
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Have folks nem deliver this to
you, put it in ya mailbox
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What's yo address nigga? Where
you live at nigga?
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We ain't tryna hear that nigga,
you know I'm a real ass nigga
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Know I gotta get cash nigga, You
know I want it real bad nigga
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My young niggas run down on you,
treat you like a lil ass nigga
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Bitches see the ice, they
see the cars, they see the
Benz they in the mood
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They get in, into the s...........
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