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Hey, let's around

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

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

Now, body, body, body,
need that right 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 never women, they outta time now
And since I had a girl, I'm in my vibe now
Who gon' fuck with us? One of the realest
I got a from Nima from being independent, feel it
of God, zipper on, Jay Lorenzo dog,
Let me get four, bruh, uh
season, nigga stop sleeping
Early morning hit a sermon, be plot speaking
Sweet pussy, sat days like I speak
Never ever, ever kiddin', bitch I don't
these mad rappers, I'ma lead this John Blaze
Stupid ass nigga, that was a to Mase
Remember the days, Harlem World, all the
Jealous guys still and they in the way

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

Flows on flows, float, they don't miss
Boats and hoes, my little band, bitch
Coast to coast, John Wall and Harden
My dogs in Palmer Park, put on your posse
is nothing, I'm livin' it up
Indian soul, and shawty look like India
I'm your love, I'm into your mind, into your vibe
in your stomach, and one day it'll get you to shine
The old title
Was so-so the sales, but did it without a writer
Somebody want a problem with us, buy a bible or rifle
And hire a fire ass Nascar guy to
Yeah, I'm on my shit
Want my young to earn y'all shit
think I ain't got the word out shit
Man, I know the little that serve y'all shit
Pull up in the Ghost at the carry-out,
Niggas know about my whereabouts, bitch
in Carol 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 you, pretty young thing
And that single still was
'Cause they fuck with me
That's why I'm struggle-free,

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

I hope my ain't scorned
She see me on that Tidal, so her gone
I ain't no wife, and that's probably 'cause of myself
Heaven knows health is a detriment to my wealth, nigga
Mahershala, let me
Shout out to Rockville, I was out in Lincoln
Up in Mark Twain with the
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 a way to order Momma a little daughter
Shoutout to Baltimore, you ain't it's like a war
Young niggas dyin', they tryna weather the
The Chi niggas shovelin' snow to weather the
And Chi niggas (no, no, but it go like)

Body, body, bodies,
Another black man in the street (hey, hey, look)
Bodies, bodies, bodies,
They just don't my people
(Black lives 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...