8th Floor BoofPaxkMooky
"8th Floor" by BoofPaxkMooky, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of ambition, struggle, and the pursuit of success. The lyrics reflect personal experiences and resilience, while the unique flow and catchy beats create an engaging vibe. The song resonates with listeners seeking motivation and authenticity in their journeys.
[Intro]
(Racks)
Uh, what?
I can ask you one more time, run it back
Yeah, wait, what, what
I can- hollup, fuck, I fucked up
[Chorus]
Tch, damn spin again, I can shoot out the car
Bad as hell, do not talk to me, broad
This a safe spot, a AR, New hoes, pull my card
Playin with us, stay ready its war
Pull out racks, but really he bored
Knife on me, but really its sword
Believe, my pockets big really they sore
Walk in, close the door
We get this trap on board, we get this trap award
I'm in this bitch on the 8th, some nigga come to my floor
[Verse]
Say he want beef, back him up then I put em' on him
Bitch mad as hell, left up on her
I finally found a way to creep up on her
I know he figuring me out, I dont want her
I know thats not even his shit, god damn
I know thats not even his bitch, god damn
I'm racin, my whip as bad as Daytona
Bad ass bitch, she better when I'm on her
Reach in my pocket, i'm reachin' and reloaded
Better not dip on yo bitch I be holdin
Where in the?-
Why in the fuck am i here and not loaded
My pockets so fat, man I thought they was bloated
I came in with weights and he didn't even notice
(Racks)
Uh, what?
I can ask you one more time, run it back
Yeah, wait, what, what
I can- hollup, fuck, I fucked up
[Chorus]
Tch, damn spin again, I can shoot out the car
Bad as hell, do not talk to me, broad
This a safe spot, a AR, New hoes, pull my card
Playin with us, stay ready its war
Pull out racks, but really he bored
Knife on me, but really its sword
Believe, my pockets big really they sore
Walk in, close the door
We get this trap on board, we get this trap award
I'm in this bitch on the 8th, some nigga come to my floor
[Verse]
Say he want beef, back him up then I put em' on him
Bitch mad as hell, left up on her
I finally found a way to creep up on her
I know he figuring me out, I dont want her
I know thats not even his shit, god damn
I know thats not even his bitch, god damn
I'm racin, my whip as bad as Daytona
Bad ass bitch, she better when I'm on her
Reach in my pocket, i'm reachin' and reloaded
Better not dip on yo bitch I be holdin
Where in the?-
Why in the fuck am i here and not loaded
My pockets so fat, man I thought they was bloated
I came in with weights and he didn't even notice
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