Body Work

I got some killers so don't push me cause Juicy J be on some Mob shit
 Waitin by your door step hot in the bullshit
 If it comes down to it ain't no thang but to do it
 Got a vest on, Got a gun that could really do it
 You niggas is playin wid real niggas money
 Get funny, one day you is the plug
 Next day you're in the dumpster
 Couldn't keep it one hundred
 You're thirty-two percent
 The police got you on a leash nigga you is a bitch
 Give yo' ass that body work nigga we spraying
 Ridin wid three K nigga I ain't talking bout the Klan
 This ain't no arcade, nigga so quit playing!
 It's eat time, me and my niggas buffet-ing
 Give yo' ass body work that we spraying
 Ridin wid three K nigga I ain't talking bout the clan
 This ain't no arcade, so quit playing!
 It's eat time, me and my niggas buffet-ing
 You don't know about this life nigga
 Earnin all of these stripes nigga
 Kilograms, Peter Pans, Pack holders on bikes nigga
 Throwin bitches on flights nigga
 They don't know that they're dykes nigga
 'Til the money's out and the bottles pouring
 They're in the mix that they like nigga
 Rose gold all on my wrist
 This rolex like devil piss
 This daytona illuminate
 Ya'll think I'm talking that devil shit
 It's fifty racks no bezel shit
 Like blood diamonds, it's rebel shit
 It's more guns, it's more bodies
 We call shots they nobody
 They fuck niggas they owe prolly
 Who's fuckin with me nobody!
 When the guns drawn they're so sorry
 Sprayin niggas now the Lord got em
 Bullets out the barrel make your body jerk
 Fuck Wid my money and I'll hit you that body work!
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 Bad bitches on deck nigga
 Money power respect nigga
 Cop, cook, collect nigga
 You was never no threat nigga
 Erybody be rap dissin
 I catch niggas I check niggas
 These goons wid me don't spit no verse
 Just limo service dey stretch niggas
 Black 'maro 2 S nigga
 Couple birds on my neck nigga
 Erytime them hoes see me
 Dey like Meek Milly you a mess nigga
 2 gats no vest nigga
 Strapped up like I'm a cowboy
 Stand tall like that Yao boy
 Got a bad bitch she 5"4
 This gold roley that's on my wrist
 Lephrachun prolly die for
 Young boys that's on my strip
 Will kill anything I say ride on
 Tell them niggas call us if they're out of work
 Cause we lifting weights but we don't do no body work
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 Shout my lawyer all the crazy shit I ever did
 Know we love that KK sound
 You know we not backin down
 100 drum like hold that doe
 Diamonds flash like Kodak, though
 Straight cash nigga fuck that loan
 Seven digits on that phone!
 Money so long smoke a whole zo'
 Getting blood money tryna put my cause on!
 Bitch I'm on fire, got my jaw wired
 Sex, Money, Murder... Peter Rollack (Soundview waddap)
 Body work, chopper work like a techno song
 Twenty thou' a show, I just hope my nigga Max come home (Waveyyyy)
 Money fast, diamonds flash like high beams
 Make it rain in this bitch Hurricane Irene