Luyện nghe bài hát Body Body Body (Freestyle)

Hey, let's fuck

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

Pick it up, she 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 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 couple times, having 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, be plot speaking
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, Harlem World, all the
Jealous guys still around and in the way

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

Flows on flows, float, they don't miss
Boats and hoes, my rubber band, bitch
Coast to coast, John Wall and Harden
My dogs in Palmer Park, put paws on posse
is nothing, I'm livin' it up
Indian soul, and shawty look like 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 album
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 ass Nascar guy to drive
Yeah, I'm on my Earnhardt
Want my young niggas to earn shit
Niggas think I ain't got the out shit
Man, I know the little niggas 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 horses it's like a marathon,

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
'Cause academically they fuck me
That's why I'm struggle-free,

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

I hope my woman scorned
She see me on Tidal, so her entitlement gone
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
Shout out to Rockville, I was out in Lincoln
Up in Mark Twain with the
All my friends crazy, my was the baddest
Iceberg shit, you thought it was one of the
Shit ain't been the same, since I to Warner Brother
up the hate, all the shade, all the money
I'm tryna a way to order Momma a little daughter
Shoutout to Baltimore, you ain't know it's a war
Young niggas dyin', they tryna weather the
The Chi shovelin' snow to weather the storm
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
droppin' off, I'm pickin' up
They droppin' off, I'm up
They off, I'm pickin' up (hey)
Now, body, body, bodies, bodies, is...