Luyện nghe bài hát Body Body Body (Freestyle)

Hey, let's around

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

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

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

I got love for you, we cup for you
Beat it a times, just having a cuff 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 niggas
I got a million from Nima being independent, feel it
of God, zipper on, Jay Lorenzo dog,
Let me get four, bruh, uh
Folarin season, nigga sleeping
morning hit a sermon, that be plot speaking
Sweet pussy, sat like I can't speak
Never ever, ever kiddin', bitch I don't
Tell these mad rappers, lead this John Blaze
Stupid ass nigga, was a reference to Mase
Remember the days, Harlem World, all the
Jealous guys still and they in the way

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

Flows on flows, they float, don't miss
Boats and hoes, my little band, bitch
Coast to coast, like John and Harden
My dogs in Park, put paws on your posse
Impossible is nothing, I'm it up
Indian soul, and shawty look like India
I'm into your love, I'm into your mind, into your
It's in your stomach, and one day it'll get you to
The old album
Was so-so with the sales, but did it without a
Somebody want a problem with us, buy a bible or rifle
And hire a fire ass guy to drive
Yeah, I'm on my shit
Want my young niggas to y'all shit
think I ain't got the word out shit
Man, I the little niggas that serve y'all shit
Pull up in the at the carry-out, bitch
Niggas never know 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 love you, pretty young
And single still was platinum
academically they fuck with me
That's why I'm struggle-free,

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

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

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