Wale - Body Body Body (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] Hehehe Hey, let's f** around Look [Chorus] Body, body, body, body (yeah) I'ma need that right on me (ha) (Yeah, let's have some fun, ah) Now body, body, body, body (yeah) I'ma need that right on me (waddup) [Refrain] Pick it up, she drop it low I pick it up, she drop it low I pick it up, she drop it low I pick it up, yeah [Chorus] Now, body, body, body, body I'ma need that right on me (look) Now, body, body, body, body I'ma need that right on me (Oh now that my bag down, yeah) [Verse 1] I got love for you, [?] cup for you Beat it a couple times, just having a cuff on it I never loved women, they outta time now And since I had a baby girl, I'm in my vibe now Who gon' f** with us? One of the realest n***as I got a million from Nima from being independent, feel it Fear of God, zipper on, Jay Lorenzo dog, let me get like four, bruh, uh Folarin season, n***a stop sleepin' Early morning hit a sermon, that be plot speakin' Sweet p**y, sat days like I can't speak Never ever, ever kiddin', b**h I don't play Tell these mad rappers, I'ma lead this John Blaze Stupid a** n***a, that was a reference to Mase Remember the days, Harlem World, all the girls Jealous guys still around and they in the way [Chorus] Shawty, shawty, shawty, shawty (yeah) What these little b**hes want from me? (Do you ain't hear me? I said, I said) Shawty, shawty, shawty, shawty What these little b**hes want from me? Won't give em' a goddamn thing [Verse 2] Flows on flows, they float, they don't miss Boats and hoes, my little rubber band, b**h Coast to coast, like John Wall and Harden My dogs in [?] Park put paws on your posse Impossible is nothing, I'm livin' it up Indian soul, and shawty look like India Love I'm into your love, I'm into your mind, into your vibe It's in your stomach, and one day it'll get you to shine The old album title Was so-so with the sales, but did it without a writer Somebody want a problem with us, better buy a bible or rifle And hire a fire a** Nascar guy to drive Yeah, I'm on my earn hard sh** Want my young n***as that earn y'all sh** n***a think I ain't got the word out sh** Man, I know the little n***as that serve y'all sh** Pull up in the Ghost at the carry-out, b**h n***as never know about my whereabouts, b**h Somewhere in Carrol City, a carousel whip Meaning there's so many horses it's like a marathon, b**h [Chorus] Body, body, body, body (yeah) Can I get my cheek popped, please? Do it for my PYT I wanna love you, pretty young thing And that single still was platinum 'Cause academically they f** with me That's why I'm struggle-free, yeah [Refrain] They droppin' off, I'm pickin' up They fallin' off, I'm f**in' up The f**in' charts, they f**in' up 'Cause I ain't on 'em, but me and Bonnie gon' see what's up (right) [Verse 3] I hope my woman ain't scorned She see me on that Tidal, so her entitlement gone I ain't findin' no wife, and that's probably 'cause of myself Heaven knows mental health is a detriment to my wealth, n***a Mahershala, let me rock Shout out to Rockville, I was out in Lincoln Park Up in Mark Twain with the savage All my friends crazy, my b**hes was the baddest Iceberg sh**, you thought it was one of the brothers sh** ain't been the same, since I signed to Warner Brother [?] love the hate, all the shade, all the money I'm find a way to order Momma a little daughter Shoutout to Baltimore, you ain't know it's like a war Young n***as dyin', they tryna weather the storm The Chi n***as shovelin' snow to weather the storm And Chi n***as dyin' (no, no, put that [?]) [Chorus] Body, body, bodies, bodies Another black man dead in the street (hey, hey, look) Bodies, bodies, bodies, bodies They just don't like my people (black lives still matter to me) One time [Outro] They droppin' off, I'm pickin' up They droppin' off, I'm pickin' up They droppin' off, I'm pickin' up (hey) Now, body, body, bodies, bodies, what is...