[Intro: Tech N9ne]

Turn me up a little bit louder Rob

'Cause I want all the ass shakers to feel this shit yadada mean

Tech N9ne

Ha, check it out, ya

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

I'm looking for that little lady with a lotta butt

So I can get ya to my crib and throw that bottom up

I hope you got enough, we rock G spots

Neighbors be complaining when I make your pussy beat box

Yeah I like how that sound

Front desk calling telling’ us to hold it down

Nah, because we rolling off them mollipops

We rebel and ghetto like Wyan-da da- dotte

What up? KCMO, KCK nigga

North Kansas City throw pussy everyday nigga

This shit right here nigga, is for the real thizzlers

Cash makers, ass shakers stacking trill figures

Missgottalottovit Tecca Nina just gotta hit

Other niggas worship the coochie but I'm the god of it

Yeah I'm on some holla shit even though Nina got a bitch

I love the way you wiggle and wobble it it's so marvelous

So hey hey hey baby tell me what you say

Tell that nigga that away and freak Monday through Saturday

The way you pop it's a incredible scene

I'm tryna tell ya baby girl I wanna get in between

(That box)

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]

Ain't nothing better or wetter than that box

How can I vet up and get up in that box

You keep my head up and fed up in that box

Lady in your box, baby and that box

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]

Been trying to get in since I got out

I get into any of ‘em, many of ‘em (wow)

And I ain't the biggest, I better bust that out

I’ve been into many of ‘em, plenty of 'em (wow)

That box, got me huntin’ for every fox

And I need it lots, gots to give me it

Getting off my rocks can I

Just get a taste of it, it makes me crazy craving it

All in my face and I make sure I put my name in it (Aha!)

Jabbing like Zabb and ya thurstin' for me to hurt you with this punch up on this like your purpose is to go to work on this (Aha!)

She wouldn’t let me go

And you better get up outta the bed if your ain't hollerin’

I know you want me though

So you better get on top of the head, if you be swallowing (Yeah)

'Cause we be the reason for your girl leaving ya

If ya plan on keepin’ her don’t let this leak out your speaker

And I've been known for breaking up a happy home

Beat up that nappy, gone

She will be, ya think I'm wrong?

Don't let me see that (That box)

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]

Ain't nothing better or wetter than that box

How can I vet up and get up in that box

You keep my head up and fed up in that box

Lady in your box, baby and that box

[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]

You got punani and mushuu, twiz-zat or a loose goose

Niggas in Baton Rouge they might consider it voodoo

Whatever you use to symbolize it with cock

It ain't nothing better but cheddar than I like to pursue than

(That box)

It don’t take a rocket scientist to know about

The thing sitting right above or behind when she hoeing out

All bitches got it some better than others

A couple Brazilian wax 'em and others they keep it covered

However they wanna keep it mane (Kutty gone beat the stuffin')

Off something young and delicious

I'm fishing for bitches

Loving my dick is up in ‘em

Touching they liver leaving them cumming

So serious 'cause I bang, I bang like William Hung

Bitches they say my name, my name like they Beyonc

To the next century her thang the same like they was one

Then I head up the next block

Put my head up the next slot

So competitive it

Ain't nothing that's better than

(That box)

[Verse 4: Snug Brim]

I see your pill got you thizzing (Girl you thizzing)

Plus you all looking at me stone cold like what is it (Like what its it)

I got a tele we can visit (We can visit)

So if you wanna let's bend a corner ho get right down to business

Fuck what ya girlfriend say I got dick for ya (I got dick for ya)

And if you want some foreplay I got a bitch for ya

(I got a bitch for ya)

You know you love this rap nigga never get enough

Of my thang on your chest, finger in ya butt

What?

Too much for ya?

Am I talkin' too slick?

Movin' too fast you outta bounds and can't handle the shit

My game is thick ain't it spit it fluid no flaws, the crazy shit that we be doing with you in no drawlz

All in a chick asshole she can't even speak, clog the bitch plumbin' up she can't even leak

It ain't no better place to chill out and detox

They call it pussy mane, I'm talking the box

(That box)

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]

Ain't nothing better or wetter than that box

How can I vet up and get up in that box

You keep my head up and fed up in that box

Lady in your box, baby and that box

[Interlude: Greed]

If you know like I know then we know (we know)

That this thang right here boy we're so cold (so cold)

Once you get it you’ll never forget it oh no (oh no?)

You know what I'm talkin’ bout baby I'm talkin’ bout (that box)

[Verse 5: Skatterman]

It's Skatterman bitch (bitch) the one that they've been talking bout

Yea I know you just walked in, but now you walkin’ out (walkin’ out)

I got something’ better for ya than a lil drink (drink)

All you gotta do is show a player a lil pink (pink)

Might buy you some earrings or a lil mink (mink)

Naw, your man ain't no problem, he's just a lil kink (kink)

Now bring your big ass over here on this lil sink (sink)

Tech, the pussy was fine but it had a lil stink

EEEEWWWW!

Had to back up off her (back up off her)

Due to the smell in think my dick got softer (my dick got softer)

She was bangin’ her head all on the sheet rock (sheet rock)

I was all in the pussy making it beat box

That’s how it sounded (that’s how it sounded)

Ass so fat I had to walk around it (I had to walk around it)

She was screaming yeah (yeah)

And I was sayin’ no (no)

You done gave me the box so bitch I gotta go (that box)

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]

Ain't nothing better or wetter than that box

How can I vet up and get up in that box

You keep my head up and fed up in that box

Lady in your box, baby and that box