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Boxer Video (MV)




Performed By: Jaw
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Kristopher Cressman




Jaw - Boxer Lyrics




All the fake talk never last
The real gon prevail through the trash
She wanted this dick
Tell her hop up
Best ride like a bike
Like a chopper
Bro text me come get the pack
Took a visit to the trap
Tomping the loud like a Rasta
The crew do not f*ck with imposters
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Whipping the sauce
Get the pasta
Yeah
She was a hoe
So I tossed her
Yeah
All star we got the roster
Yeah
Making movies
Need an Oscar
Yeah
Imma hit it like a boxer
Yeah
Johnny Cage I am a monster
Woah
Feeling fully loaded
Blowing hot
Uhuh

Wanna do it
Meet me on the dock
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
I been going hard
Boutta drop em
It's to late
Imma get it like the don
Aye
Two blunts
Two blondes
Aye
Ass fat
Pom pom's
Aye

Getting where I wanna go
Perseverance in my soul
Smell the chronic by the door
It's me
My brother
All my woe's
Always grinding for them racks
Keep it real
It's only facts
Loyalty
It's on my back
I'l never fold up
For no lames
For no racks
Splat
Kicked his ass out cause he lacks
Trash
Take that shit out to the back's whack
It's whack
Slipping up
He tripping up
Prolly sipping some
Boy you looking dumb
Talking all that gang
Walking with a gun
Cuban chain
Gucci
Luis Vuitton
Rolex sitting on your arm

Got a pretty thang
She a f*cking charm
Always keep her close
She keep me alarmed
Always do the most
When I do my wrongs
Never let her down
She done made me strong
Blowing all these o's
Out the f*cking bong
Watch me float in space
Like Armstrong
Always win the race
While you get the bronze
Bitch I'm taking off
And it's time to launch

Yeah
All the fake talk never last
The real gon prevail through the trash
She wanted this dick
Tell her hop up
Best ride like a bike
Like a chopper
Bro text me come get the pack
Took a visit to the trap
Tomping the loud like a Rasta
The crew do not f*ck with imposters
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Whipping the sauce
Get the pasta
Yeah
She was a hoe
So I tossed her
Yeah
All star we got the roster
Yeah
Making movies
Need an Oscar
Yeah
Imma hit it like a boxer
Yeah
Johnny Cage I am a monster
Woah
Feeling fully loaded
Blowing hot
Yeah
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All the fake talk never last
The real gon prevail through the trash
She wanted this dick
Tell her hop up
Best ride like a bike
Like a chopper
Bro text me come get the pack
Took a visit to the trap
Tomping the loud like a Rasta
The crew do not f*ck with imposters
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Whipping the sauce
Get the pasta
Yeah
She was a hoe
So I tossed her
Yeah
All star we got the roster
Yeah
Making movies
Need an Oscar
Yeah
Imma hit it like a boxer
Yeah
Johnny Cage I am a monster
Woah
Feeling fully loaded
Blowing hot
Uhuh

Wanna do it
Meet me on the dock
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
I been going hard
Boutta drop em
It's to late
Imma get it like the don
Aye
Two blunts
Two blondes
Aye
Ass fat
Pom pom's
Aye

Getting where I wanna go
Perseverance in my soul
Smell the chronic by the door
It's me
My brother
All my woe's
Always grinding for them racks
Keep it real
It's only facts
Loyalty
It's on my back
I'l never fold up
For no lames
For no racks
Splat
Kicked his ass out cause he lacks
Trash
Take that shit out to the back's whack
It's whack
Slipping up
He tripping up
Prolly sipping some
Boy you looking dumb
Talking all that gang
Walking with a gun
Cuban chain
Gucci
Luis Vuitton
Rolex sitting on your arm

Got a pretty thang
She a f*cking charm
Always keep her close
She keep me alarmed
Always do the most
When I do my wrongs
Never let her down
She done made me strong
Blowing all these o's
Out the f*cking bong
Watch me float in space
Like Armstrong
Always win the race
While you get the bronze
Bitch I'm taking off
And it's time to launch

Yeah
All the fake talk never last
The real gon prevail through the trash
She wanted this dick
Tell her hop up
Best ride like a bike
Like a chopper
Bro text me come get the pack
Took a visit to the trap
Tomping the loud like a Rasta
The crew do not f*ck with imposters
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Whipping the sauce
Get the pasta
Yeah
She was a hoe
So I tossed her
Yeah
All star we got the roster
Yeah
Making movies
Need an Oscar
Yeah
Imma hit it like a boxer
Yeah
Johnny Cage I am a monster
Woah
Feeling fully loaded
Blowing hot
Yeah
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Writer: Kristopher Cressman
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