: You're gonna need a bodybag, I'll break bones you didn't know you had. When I'm done there will be nothing left of you for your friends to hold on
You're gonna need a bodybag, I'll break bones you didn't know you had. When I'm done there will be nothing left of you for your friends to hold on to
You're gonna need a bodybag, I'll break bones you didn't know you had. When I'm done there will be nothing left of you for your friends to hold on
body in the apartment Stash her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms "Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or even fucking look You are Fantasia and the body
through my body But you got a guy, it's not me, so my wrist is looking sloppy Come on, let's cut the bull like a matador You light me up like lamps a
my niggas catch bodies I fucks up the crime scene G-W-I-Z don't see police I pocket shells guns move your bodies trajectory From where the bullet entered
and tight You need must be done hit it boy With the marimont on the first night Chi- town shake it down with this versache hottie Atlanta sticky got looks them Florida sticky got bodies
real. I go hard. Just dance, dance, hold it down Didn't think I'm I'll? Well you know it now What'll come around goes around, That's why I hit 'em with
matter what they are, they all come to see the Reepa They stay high 24 like Keefa I tell ?em don?t hit too hard, this is a Creepa Body Hamilson is down
for her vein Tracks all over her arms, she never felt the pain The monkey on her back is now a gorilla Fiending for a hit knowing one day it's gon' kill
No surprise, double disc touched five Those elements, kept environments colonized with the high flyin death-defyin flow like the Rebel Right there, but you're one light
you up with an axe as a matter of fact Dressed in black to attack I drag em In the back of a Saturn wagon Braggin Boastin Comatosin Bag a body in the
state of mind is purple Light it up, light it up light it up, uhh Light it up.. light it up, light it up, uhh Uhh.. uhh, uhh, light it, light it, uhh
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap Tight blue jeans, air max Small gucci bag No loot and
folders pushin' valves on the corner Cracks under they tongue Garlic's on they shelves Bodies on they guns Chickens in the business Celebrate when they done Through the light
oh shit?, you protectin her, then you both hit You better check your gut cuz you be so sick Let the chopper leave you wit no dick, Or a plastic bag holdin
Lil Wayne) \"well not actually cause I make it rain\" Whatever you like Yea you can pick the weather you like Ok [Hook:] I want'cho body Need yo body
need you (I need you) So we can get it on tonight (now tell 'em Pleasure P) I'm buyin', I hope you're ridin' (yeah) So I can get your body right (break
