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kid saiki - body for body lyrics

intro: (ay) (huh) (yuh)

(hook)

all these n-gg-s are wack and they just rap the
same body for body (body for body)
i really got aim
in gta in real life it’s just lame
i don’t want the change and i just
want the dollar slashing these n-gg-s call me
mufasa talking that sh-t we grab by the collar
i got it you want it these n-gg-s they on it
(ay ay ay ayyy)

verse 1 (kid saiki)
this come up is something i gotta
commit n-gg-s are trash and you gotta admit
you swear you not capping
i see yo spirit yo life on the line and it’s already writ
these diamonds i pick hit a lick on yo b-tch
body for body leave you in a ditch
run up yo house make yo wifey my b-tch
and make you watch while she is just sucking my d-ck
(rah rahhh)
just say your vows now call me the ordane just like liu kang i
be spittin that flame slow mo this n-gg-s just like i’m max payne my voice is high pitch (just call me lil wayne) ay tellin
no lies yo blood we goin paint multiple bags that i put in bank
she is not bad imma give her a little spank sippin
gelato im smoking that stank gelato in bottles yea thats what we drank (ay ay ay). gelato in bottles yeah thats what we drank heuh (ay ay ay) (brrah brrah). huh ay ay (huh) (yuh). she goin’ faint

(hook)

verse 2 (johnny blaze)

im like johnny f-cking blaze huh 2019 (2019)
all these n-gg-s always hate cause a n-gg-
icy (icy) (bling blow)
your girl suck my d-ck what a thotty (thot thot)
like gta we gon catch a body (catching a body)
these n-gg-s be goofy these n-gg-s can’t stop
f-ck on ya sister ya cousin your aunty
im dripping that louie that gucci, versace
i got juice i ain’t talking about hi-c
they stealing my style they just want to copy
these n-gg-s they funny im talking bill cosby
kkk you can’t hang man
hit em like ski with the mini van (blow blow)
bam bam bam i just k!lled ya man
count up the bread yeah the benjamins huh
n-gg-s be b-tchs they comprehend
i want the money i dont want no freinds
i f-ck ya b-tch on the weekend
i think she was portuerican
boy you so fake u just pretend
i will not lose imma win again
im ball hard im on offense
i dont got time for the bullsh-t
leave ya -ss curse on some voodoo sh-t
b-tch im lit u some dodo b-tch
she slurp on my d-ck like some fortnite juice
i get more neck then a motherf-cking noose
my diamond so cold i need canada goose
im beating the beat just like its abuse
this sh-t fun uh shoot em with a gun x2
you a p-ssy you goin’ run x2 (you goin’ run)

(hook)

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