Luyện nghe bài hát Body Body Body (Freestyle)

Hey, let's fuck

Body, body, body, (yeah)
I'ma need right on me (ha)
(Yeah, have some fun, ah)
Now body, body, body, (yeah)
I'ma need that on me (waddup)

it up, she drop it low
I pick it up, she it low
I pick it up, she it low
I it up, yeah

Now, body, body, body,
I'ma need that on me (look)
Now, body, body, body,
I'ma need right on me
(Oh now my bag down, yeah)

I got for you, we have cup for you
Beat it a couple times, just having a on it
I loved women, they outta time now
And since I had a baby girl, I'm in my now
Who gon' with us? One of the realest niggas
I got a from Nima from being independent, feel it
Fear of God, on, Jay Lorenzo dog,
Let me get four, bruh, uh
Folarin season, nigga sleeping
Early morning hit a sermon, be plot speaking
Sweet pussy, sat days like I can't
Never ever, kiddin', bitch I don't play
Tell these mad rappers, lead this John Blaze
Stupid ass nigga, was a reference to Mase
Remember the days, Harlem World, all the
guys still around and they in the way

Shawty, shawty, shawty, (yeah)
What these little bitches want me?
(Do you ain't me? I said, I said)
Shawty, shawty, shawty,
What these bitches want from me?
Won't give em' a goddamn

Flows on flows, they float, don't miss
Boats and hoes, my little rubber band,
Coast to coast, like Wall and Harden
My dogs in Palmer Park, put paws on your
is nothing, I'm livin' it up
Indian soul, and shawty look India Love
I'm into love, I'm into your mind, into your vibe
It's in your stomach, and one day get you to shine
The old album
Was so-so with the sales, but did it a writer
want a problem with us, better buy a bible or rifle
And a fire ass Nascar guy to drive
Yeah, I'm on my Earnhardt
my young niggas to earn y'all shit
Niggas think I ain't got the word out
Man, I know the niggas that serve y'all shit
Pull up in the Ghost at the carry-out,
Niggas never about my whereabouts, bitch
Somewhere in City, a carousel whip
Meaning there's so horses it's like a marathon, bitch

Body, body, body, (yeah)
Can I get my cheek popped, Do it for my PYT
I love you, pretty young thing
And single still was platinum
academically they fuck with me
That's why I'm struggle-free,

They droppin' off, I'm up
They off, I'm fuckin' up
The fuckin' charts, they up
'Cause I on 'em
But me and gon' see what's up (right)

I hope my woman ain't
She see me on Tidal, so her entitlement gone
I ain't findin' no wife, and probably 'cause of myself
Heaven knows mental health is a to my wealth, nigga
Mahershala, let me
out to Rockville, I was out in Lincoln Park
Up in Mark with the savage
All my crazy, my bitches was the baddest
Iceberg shit, you thought it was one of the
Shit ain't been the same, since I signed to Warner
Double up the hate, all the shade, all the
I'm tryna find a way to order Momma a little
Shoutout to Baltimore, you ain't know like a war
Young dyin', they tryna weather the storm
The Chi niggas snow to weather the storm
And Chi niggas (no, no, but it go like)

Body, body, bodies,
black man dead in the street (hey, hey, look)
Bodies, bodies, bodies,
They just like my people
(Black still matter to me)
One
They droppin' off, I'm up
droppin' off, I'm pickin' up
They off, I'm pickin' up (hey)
Now, body, body, bodies, bodies, is...