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A música Panic Box foi lançada em 2004, no álbum “B.L.E.V.E.”.

Panic Box

Kutt Calhoun

[Intro: Kutt Calhoun]
Say [?]
Yeah, you
Can I ask you a question?
You wanna fuck with Kutt?
Aw, you don't want me asking you a question like that?
Well, why you fucking with them scrubs?

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
You keep it all balled up inside, don't you?
Know I'm a rider, [?] survive with [?]
[?] think about my Charlie in your Angel
[?] before we start it, can you squot [?]
[?] got you all geeked
Sticking my jack in the box [?] G-spot
[?] got you all tweeked
Don't fret, I ain't [?] I expect nothing [?]
Get to lip locking, [?] you little stinker, you my comasutra
[?] freak in you, nature rejected
[?] spelling my name in your back with my nails
Creeping and sweating
Fixing to cum, your body's speaking in tongues
While you ripping the mattress sheets off, the deeper I love
Hold onto your socks, 'cause I'm about to unload and pop
Getting frantic, releaving manic depression we unleashing
I'm in the pannic box

[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun & Boy Big]
I like the way you do it
Pannic box
Pannic box, girl
Panic box
Let me, let me do your pannic box
Pannic box, girl
[?] coming down like a drop
Pannic box
Pannic box, girl
Pannic box
[?] like a drop
Pannic box
Pannic box, girl

[Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun]
Somebody call for a 9 inch plus long to generate your thong craze?
I'm just a thug [?]
The two way page you sent me was crazy, I can't wait to get to the back breaking
Now turn the lights off, pop in the Luther Vandross
And pretend like we making a salad, preferabley hand tossed
Agressive kissing got your patch on steam
103 for 3 degrees
Seeping through them jeans, let's make our way out to the balkany front
Ever been fucked overlooking the home city with a ipe in your butt?
You hiking it up, to [?]
Gazing at me like you n love, 'cause you know it's the thrust
I'm holding them up, at the same time, holding you up
Finger flicking got you feeling the whole adrenelen rush
In a minute, I got your legs shaking, like a rooky cop
Cum running down your thighs, dripping hot
Oh shit, I'm up in the pannic box

[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]
Ain't no need for no [?]
My perpindicular fat in that ass back as fast as you can get it up with her
Twist the magic dick, [?] to your main man
Tell me if he fits a magnom in you
You wonder where I get these scratches, shit, since you're asking, I'ma tell you in a bit[?] fashion
I'm a grown man, I bust [?]
I like big butts, not big mouths
Unless you giving up some brain, and you wanna repent
My bad, get on your knees, and get some nigga [?]
So at this point, they really can't say shit
I'm in and out the pannic box, 'cause they man can't hit
He's a mitch

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