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ASAPOLIS
Lyrics Written By: Graphk, Styll & Cash The Freshman

Hook:
I need my money ASAPolis
We don’t do the wait and gain, All we do is get the weight and gain
I need my money ASAPolis
Yeah bruh the funds are mental, I’m talking crazy bread this shit is fund-a-mental

Graphk Verse 1:
My partner got his first job up in jail, man fuck the system they set us up to fail
Man this shit is crazy my brother doing five, he hit me from the burn out and said he doing fine
This one is for my hustlers from the mids to the south
With bundles in the bushes and spitters in there mouths
I hit the homier Tim ya’ll know him as Mozzy, I said I need a glove I’m bout to catch a body
My partner in the heights, he got that Katy Perry
That boy aint got no manners unless there strawberry
Man we run the town, boy we keep it g, 
Got the city on lock tell the mayor I need a key
Yeah I relocated but imp forever king and I are no aloof ill run up on them with a thing
24th street, 47th raised, behind the airport Hermosa to the grave mothafucka

(Hook) Styll Verse 2:
Born in Ohio, when I was four moved to the View
Then down 24th I stole from Wayne’s food liquor too
South Sac bound most of my life might hit a lick or two
You see Styll on that same corner; one day just might pick up you
Corner sort of horror stick around pick up my ora
Spider got them in a net, just like this chick from Europe
Bitch blog me now then we’ll all be aroused
If I’m going anywhere, then I’m going for your mouth
Asapolis, niggas gon’ give me dap for this
Cali boy Sac not Los Angeles, money I need capital rape the game that’s statutory
Facts you see that’s actual don’t search the name just ask me for it
Stallion Stainless holy matrimony, look at all these tracks I’m on
Get paid for my work these cats is phony, cheese that blue box macaroni
Styllione Stainless holy matrimony look at all these tracks I’m on
Get paid for my work these cats is phony, cheese that blue box macaroni, that’s not your story, that’s not your story

(Hook) Cash Verse 3:
If time is money than my money ain’t for wasting
My labor bore ripe fruits but they ain’t up for tasting
You bums speaking cruddy, the buddy ring like a mason
And I don’t give a fuck bout what you blogging in your basement
You say pay attention cause you pay to get attention
You niggas act up while real niggas intermission
Key to the city next to the keys in the kitchen
Bitch we run the town, California Fitness
Trapping all day man, rapping is like a night job
When I’m on the road I got a scale on my IPod
Any shots I’m taking is from a motherfucking Nikon
Love me long time, I just hit her with the tripod
Than I’m right back to the money
There’s money in my mattress man I’m right back to the money
If you niggas gotta cold, than I’m echo for the money
I ain’t even got to shoot, stay with goons that blap it for me

© 2014.  All rights reserved.


Get It On The Floor

Kid Red - Won't Stop Produced By Sideshow Beats/Directed By @WhoisHiDef )

OUR LATEST SINGLE OFF OF OUR HIGHLY ANTICIPATED NEW PROJECT "THE DOXUMENTARY"WHICH WILL BE AVAILABLE SUMMER 2015

J'S AND JOGGERS BY THE DOX

New Heat since things are warming up. New EP coming soon...

Boomshakalaka (Prod. By The Reason)

Closer

Forgetting Is The Hardest Part

It Turns Me On

Hit The Gas

Don't Go City On Me

Restart Ft. Beth Perez

Rick Ross - "Hold Me Back" Remix ft. Gunplay, French Montana, Yo Gotti, Lil Wayne

ALL-NIGHT (3AM)
Lyrics Written By: Graphk, Styll & Cash The Freshman

Hook:
Come get it get it on, come get it get it on, come get it get it all night come get it get it on (x4)
3 in the morning texting saying she lonely, wet and horny and she want me hurry up and come and get it get it on

Graphk Verse 1:
She say she want that drop dick 
So I introduced her to the cockpit
She can’t believe what I’m carrying white like alpine baby that’s a stereotype
Girl you know I got that reach and a stroke you cant teach
Let me educate them insides with this dope dick, I swear it makes these hoes flip
Mama come and get some get right, let me show you how your pussy work McNight
Green Ribbon and stupid molly, got me hitting them walls like David Garibaldi
Let me see how you taste, come here ma and sit on my face
Let me see how you taste, come here ma and sit on my face

(Hook) Cash Verse 2:
Come get it get it on
Come get it get it all night
Flyer than a Boeing baby, zipping’ through the starlight
Man on a mission in search of a volunteer
I’m promoting at your show but your girl I might commandeer
It was cool for a second; I’m straight, now she can veer
Man they say I’m like a ghost in the shell, I disappear
In that two door hard top, big block
Plus I got the brains blew
Just try and understand it’s D-O-X and we ain’t brand new
Heavy on our pivot, on the mic is where I spit it
Don’t associate with lames that residential where I get it
Mama feeling buried by the way a nigga digging
Man I swear she so bad got me thinking’ she a villain
She don’t need a man, Mami independent
I gave her dope dick now she call it, Penicillin
She don’t need a man, Mami independent
I gave her dope dick now she call it, Penicillin

(Hook) Styll Verse 3:
Cant tell the difference between moist and choice but we gon’ separate it
Yea her legs is like my invoice, I’m gon’ separate it
Could I be heartless maybe cardio need operation
Put your face in the pillow treat it like an altercation
Treat every situation with higher sex expectations
Just say I dick around a lot I’m really that persuasive
She tell me beat it till I cum twice damn your so embracive
That lingerie with laces tucked you wear when on vacation
She used to all positions hardly need a demonstration
And for that feline I go behind for full penetration
She on all fours tell me that she all for it
Ralph Lauren beater show her breast I take it off for her
Mommy you chose, you was exposed and that you was with the program
Three in the morning she texting she want it I tell her go head
I tell her save the romance, don’t know yet, If you that one yet
But girl go get it, come get it, come get it, gone

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All Night (3 A.M.) - The Dox

The Dox