Pusha T - Body Work lyrics

[Verse 1: Juicy J] I got some k**ers so dont push me cuz Juicy J be on some Mob sh** Waitin by your door step hot in the bullsh** 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 n***as is playin wid real n***as 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 n***a you is a b**h [Hook] Give yo' a** that body work n***a we spraying Ridin wid three K n***a I ain't talking bout the Klan This ain't no arcade, n***a so quit playing! sponsored links It's eat time, me and my n***as buffet-ing Give yo' a** body work that we spraying Ridin wid three K n***a I ain't talking bout the clan This ain't no arcade, so quit playing! It's eat time, me and my n***as buffet-ing [Verse 2: Pusha T] You don't know about this life n***a Earnin all of these stripes n***a Kilograms, Peter Pans, Pack holders on bikes n***a Throwin b**hes on flights n***a They don't know that they're dykes n***a 'Til the money's out and the bottles pouring They're in the mix that they like n***a Rose gold all on my wrist This rolex like devil piss This daytona illuminate Yall think I'm talking that devil sh** It's fifty racks no bezel sh** Like blood diamonds, it's rebel sh** Its more guns, its more bodies We call shots they nobody They f** n***as they owe prolly Who's f**in wit me nobody! When the guns drawn they're so sorry Sprayin n***as now the Lord got em Bullets out the barrel make your body jerk f** Wid my money and i'll hit you that body work! [Hook] [Verse 3: Meek Mill] Bad b**hes on deck n***a Money power respect n***a Cop, cook, collect n***a You was never no threat n***a Erybody be rap dissin I catch n***as I check n***as These goons wid me dont spit no verse Just limo service dey stretch n***as Black 'maro 2 S n***a Couple birds on my neck n***a Erytime them hoes see me Dey like Meek Milly you a mess n***a 2 gats no vest n***a Strapped up like i'm a cowboy Stand tall like that Yao boy Got a bad b**h she 5"4 This gold roley thats on my wrist Lephrachun prolly die for Young boys thats on my strip Will k** anything I say ride on Tell them n***as call us if they're out of work Cuz we lifting weights but we dont do no body work [Verse 4: French Montana] Shout my lawyer all the crazy sh** 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 n***a f** that loan Seven digits on that phone! Money so long smoke a whole zo' Getting blood money tryna put my cuz on! b**h 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 n***a Max come home(Waveyyyy) Money fast, diamonds flash like high beams Make it rain in this b**h Hurricane Irene [Hook]