Luyện nghe bài hát Body Body Body (Freestyle)

Hey, fuck around

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

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

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

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

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

Flows on flows, float, they don't miss
Boats and hoes, my little rubber band,
Coast to coast, like Wall and Harden
My dogs in Park, put paws on your posse
is nothing, I'm livin' it up
Indian soul, and shawty look like 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 the sales, but did it without a writer
Somebody a problem with us, better buy a bible or rifle
And hire a fire ass Nascar guy to
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 the little niggas that serve y'all shit
Pull up in the at the carry-out, bitch
Niggas never about my whereabouts, bitch
Somewhere in City, a carousel whip
Meaning there's so many it's like a marathon, bitch

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

droppin' off, I'm pickin' up
They off, I'm fuckin' up
The fuckin' charts, they up
I ain't on 'em
But me and gon' see what's up (right)

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

Body, body, bodies,
Another man dead in the street (hey, hey, look)
Bodies, bodies, bodies,
just don't like my people
(Black lives still to me)
One
They droppin' off, I'm up
They droppin' off, I'm up
They droppin' off, I'm up (hey)
Now, body, body, bodies, bodies, is...