Kenny Soul - Body Bags lyrics

[Chorus X2: Kenny Soul] Sugar daddy p**y let her play em like toys Date em like toys got her hearing white noise Ain't no body business if she playing with the plastic Put a body in it and somebody in a casket! [Hook X2: Kenny Soul] (Oooo k** em Oooo' k** em tagging toes and popping tags)x2 tagging toes and popping tags, switching lanes and switching swag, Chapiadora she chopping tags, n***as mad at her body bags [Verse 1: Kenny Soul] I seen her in a Beemer Nina on her femur Tucked low blowing out smoke like a steamer Iron like the cleaners Pressed to wear your heart on your collar like Amina just to drake you like Aaliyah Get em on her back so she needs a mirror to see ya Took a scale off the dash I thought she looked like she a libra way she balancing hash she know the ways to get it cheaper (get it?) Weighs to get it cheaper? Weights and counter weights she catching snitches like a seeker fore she jug em like a liter Bumpin' 50 cent and serving quarters by the meter Sippin' hen' many men blasting out the speaker Barbershops moms and pops everybody see her Hit the block ask the cops ain't nobody see her Well respected hood elected you would never leave her Lucky n***as couple k**er ain't nobodies keeper Intelligence with a** the facts you won't believe her! [Chorus and Hook X2: Kenny Soul] [Verse 2: Kenny Soul] I seen her through the seams Bad mami walking into college like a queen Pa**ed me den-him like her jeans Asked me then him bout my teens "I came from black and blues like everybody on the team, now it's black and green! In god we trust and I pray that he keeps this money clean I been itching for the chicken been a pro since seven teen (What?) the muscle for the hustle built the way(whey) with protein You could be the realest n***a got no paper no dream!" She said she "dissagree You don't need no paper to get with me Money would only raise your defense to me Wondering if I am how Im meant to be Now how we supposed to connect mentally if you censor me and then send for me Ii? hold up! You ain't no bud for my roll up n***a want to smoke me and then pour up n***a wanna woo me and then woe up Running with your mans glad you ain't show up Any f** boy be born with they dough up Any loud boy could talk what they throw up I need me man tell the hoes all to hold up' when he get this mind he gon know that he grown up When he get this a** he gon see how it go up when he get the pum-pum he know Ima show up ju heard?" [Chorus X2: Kenny Soul]