404vincent - rock your body lyrics
[verse 1: 404vincent]
i like my b+tch a little crazy
i love it when they psycho
i love the way she buss it and shake it
while getting piped though
i gotta wrap it up, baby you just not bad enough
this ain’t adding up, f+ck it i been subtracting them
she h+lla patient, she waiting on me
i put the tip in (that’s the)
outcome, baby why you mad, just use your mouth some
i feel like malcolm
the way i stay in the middle
lil baby dancing on my jeans, confusing meat with a pistol
[chorus: 404vincent]
she call me s+xy
and i like the ring to it
i don’t call her back ’cause this b+tch i ain’t nsync to her
when she text me
i don’t like the ring to it
hit it from the back
make it clap and she gonna sing to it
that sh+t impress me
but i ain’t tryna sing to ya
you see the table, baby, tell me what you bring to it
bring to it
bring to it
you see the table, baby, tell me what you bring to it
[verse 2: locateemilio]
she gon’ cry a river when i leave, tears raining
don’t try to tell me you’re in love, girl i hate it
she be on her knees, when she finish i’m like “amen”
5 minutes later f+ck around and do the same thing
she ain’t even famous, but she so entertaining
my life be a movie, that p+ssy on the a+list
how she look with clothes on? i only seen her naked
onlyfans exclusive but i ain’t gotta pay sh+t
[chorus: 404vincent]
she call me s+xy
and i like the ring to it
i don’t call her back ’cause this b+tch i ain’t nsync to her
when she text me
i don’t like the ring to it
hit it from the back
make it clap and she gonna sing to it
that sh+t impress me
but i ain’t tryna sing to ya
you see the table, baby, tell me what you bring to it
bring to it
bring to it
you see the table, baby, tell me what you bring to it
[verse 3: dirtyxan]
aye
my b+tch bad h+ll, your b+tch a 5, i’m being generous
i let her whip this ‘rarri like i better get some head for this
p+ssyboy you prophet, i’m more something like a veteran
baby throw that back and rock your body as my medicine
and i don’t really care about the money, i got plenty of it
talking like you wanna [?], you ain’t ready for it
we paid, cheesecake for three days
paid on the first, b+tch i get paid [?]
whatchu mean? lambo came in green
my stomach feel fine, it’s just this wok came out as pink
like lil b+tch whatchu mean? i blow a bag every week
catch me in toronto with a real bad ting
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