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

Shawty, shawty, shawty, (yeah)
What these little 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

on flows, they 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 paws on your
is nothing, I'm livin' it up
Indian soul, and look like India Love
I'm into your love, I'm into your mind, into vibe
It's in your stomach, and one day it'll get you to
The old title
Was with 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
Want my young niggas to earn shit
Niggas think I got the word out shit
Man, I know the little niggas that y'all shit
up in the Ghost at the carry-out, bitch
Niggas never about my whereabouts, bitch
in Carol City, a carousel whip
Meaning there's so many horses it's a marathon, bitch

Body, body, body, (yeah)
Can I get my popped, please? Do it for my PYT
I wanna love you, pretty thing
And that 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, fuckin' up
'Cause I on 'em
But me and gon' see what's up (right)

I my woman ain't scorned
She see me on that Tidal, so her entitlement
I ain't findin' no wife, and that's 'cause of myself
Heaven knows mental is a detriment to my wealth, nigga
Mahershala, let me
out to Rockville, I was out in Lincoln Park
Up in Mark Twain the savage
All my friends crazy, my bitches was the
shit, you thought it was one of the brothers
Shit ain't been the same, I signed to Warner Brother
Double up the hate, all the shade, all the
I'm tryna a way to order Momma a little daughter
to Baltimore, you ain't know it's like a war
Young niggas dyin', tryna weather the storm
The Chi niggas snow 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 like my
(Black still matter to me)
One
They off, I'm pickin' up
They droppin' off, I'm up
droppin' off, I'm pickin' up (hey)
Now, body, body, bodies, bodies, is...