letra de out yo body - wnc whop bezzy
[intro]
oh, you must be out your body
and my lil’ b-tch just got a honda, i’m like, “let me drive it”
you know i can’t leave the house without that b-tch beside me
thinkin’ you gon’ take somethin’ from me, must don’t want your body
[chorus]
ayy, b-tch, out your body
ayy, b-tch, out your body
i pull up dumpin’ out the window with your lil’ b-tch drivin’
and when i up, they better duck since all them n-gg-s divin’
i beat that -ss like you my son and leave a n-gg- hollerin’
you must be out your body
you must be out your body
i d-ck her down when she be mad, i leave that p-ssy smilin’
f-ck what you heard, i’m out that 3rd and all my n-gg-s wildin’
a n-gg- f-ck with one of mine, watch how we catch a body
[verse 1]
i pull up in a hottie, pull up in a hottie
b-tch, if you ain’t with the sh-ts, you gotta get from by me
and everything i drop be sick, that’s why these n-gg-s copy
and if she jump from d-ck to d-ck, then i can’t let her ride me
she got too many bodies, she got too many bodies
i make my shooter switch the glock, he got too many bodies
he tryna pop a n-gg-‘s top, he don’t wan’ shoot n-body
i left my kids off in her throat, she text my phone, “you childish”
she like, “you f-ckin’ childish”
and i put ice up in my mouth ’cause i’m the f-ckin’ hottest
these n-gg-s act like they be out but when we lurk, they hiding
and my b-tch bad, she got that -ss, i let her show her body
i beat that p-ssy off an addy, i don’t f-ck with molly
[chorus]
ayy, b-tch, out your body
ayy, b-tch, out your body
i pull up dumpin’ out the window with your lil’ b-tch drivin’
and when i up, they better duck since all them n-gg-s divin’
i beat that -ss like you my son and leave a n-gg- hollerin’
you must be out your body
you must be out your body
i d-ck her down when she be mad, i leave that p-ssy smilin’
f-ck what you heard, i’m out that 3rd and all my n-gg-s wildin’
a n-gg- f-ck with one of mine, watch how we catch a body
[verse 2]
jesus piece around my neck so b-tch, i swear to god
a n-gg- play with me tonight, then he gon’ meet the lord
yes, he gon’ meet the lord
f-beezy fade, i just left murk, i used to go to georgia
and b-tch, i’m strapped all in the chair, you know i keep a rod
and b-tch, i ball like floyd
since i done got my money up, them hoes looking hard
if you ain’t f-ck with me at first, i p-ss you to my boy
i p-ss you to the squad
’cause b-tch, i ain’t got time to play, this ain’t no f-ckin’ toy
and i done popped another addy, got me sweatin’ hard
and all my n-gg-s with the sh-t just like a f-ckin’ yard
you in here stuntin’ like you the plug, i’m tryna pull your card
and b-tch, i swear to god
[chorus]
ayy, b-tch, out your body
ayy, b-tch, out your body
i pull up dumpin’ out the window with your lil’ b-tch drivin’
and when i up, they better duck since all them n-gg-s divin’
i beat that -ss like you my son and leave a n-gg- hollerin’
you must be out your body
you must be out your body
i d-ck her down when she be mad, i leave that p-ssy smilin’
f-ck what you heard, i’m out that 3rd and all my n-gg-s wildin’
a n-gg- f-ck with one of mine, watch how we catch a body
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