Luyện nghe bài hát Body Body Body (Freestyle)

Hey, fuck around

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

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

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

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

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

on flows, they float, they don't miss
Boats and hoes, my rubber band, bitch
to coast, like John Wall and Harden
My dogs in Palmer Park, put on your posse
is nothing, I'm livin' it up
Indian soul, and shawty like India Love
I'm your love, I'm into your mind, into 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
Somebody want a problem with us, better buy a bible or
And hire a fire ass Nascar guy to
Yeah, I'm on my Earnhardt
Want my niggas to earn y'all shit
Niggas think I ain't got the word out
Man, I know the little niggas that serve y'all
Pull up in the Ghost at the carry-out,
Niggas never about my whereabouts, bitch
Somewhere in Carol City, a carousel
Meaning there's so many horses 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 single still was platinum
academically they fuck with me
That's why I'm struggle-free,

They off, I'm pickin' up
They fallin' off, I'm up
The fuckin' charts, fuckin' up
I ain't on 'em
But me and Bonnie gon' see 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 knows mental is a detriment to my wealth, nigga
Mahershala, let me
Shout out to Rockville, I was out in Park
Up in Mark with the savage
All my friends crazy, my bitches was the
Iceberg shit, you 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 find a way to order Momma a little daughter
Shoutout to Baltimore, you ain't it's like a war
niggas dyin', they tryna weather the storm
The Chi niggas shovelin' snow to the storm
And Chi dyin' (no, no, but it go like)

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