Luyện nghe bài hát Body Body Body (Freestyle)

Hey, let's fuck

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

I got love for you, we cup for you
Beat it a couple times, just a cuff on it
I never loved women, outta time now
And since I had a girl, I'm in my vibe now
Who gon' with us? One of the realest niggas
I got a million Nima from being independent, feel it
of God, zipper on, Jay Lorenzo dog,
Let me get four, bruh, uh
Folarin season, nigga sleeping
Early morning hit a sermon, that be plot
Sweet pussy, sat days like I can't
Never ever, ever kiddin', I don't play
these mad rappers, I'ma lead this John Blaze
Stupid ass nigga, that was a reference to
Remember the days, World, all the girls
Jealous guys around 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,
What these little bitches want me?
Won't give em' a thing

on flows, they float, they don't miss
Boats and hoes, my rubber band, bitch
Coast to coast, like Wall and Harden
My dogs in Palmer Park, put on your posse
Impossible is nothing, I'm it up
Indian soul, and look like India Love
I'm into your love, I'm into your mind, your vibe
It's in your stomach, and one day get you to shine
The old title
Was so-so the sales, but did it without a writer
want a problem with us, better buy a bible or rifle
And hire a fire ass Nascar guy to
Yeah, I'm on my shit
my young niggas to earn y'all shit
Niggas think I ain't got the word out
Man, I know the little niggas serve y'all shit
up in the Ghost at the carry-out, bitch
Niggas never know my whereabouts, bitch
Somewhere in City, a carousel whip
there's so many horses it's like a marathon, bitch

Body, body, body, (yeah)
Can I get my popped, please? Do it for my PYT
I wanna you, pretty young thing
And that single still was
'Cause they fuck with me
why I'm struggle-free, yeah

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

I hope my woman scorned
She see me on that Tidal, so her entitlement
I ain't no wife, and that's 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
shit, you thought it was one of the brothers
Shit ain't the same, since I signed to Warner Brother
Double up the hate, all the shade, all the
I'm tryna find a way to order Momma a daughter
to Baltimore, you ain't know it's like a war
Young niggas dyin', they weather the storm
The Chi niggas shovelin' snow to the storm
And Chi dyin' (no, no, but it go like)

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