LYRICS: Body rock Body rock Bounce Bounce 2 dis All my playaz In the back Smoke a ounce 2 dis tryna get the typa money you can’t count 2 dis You can try to imitate Ain’t gon amount 2 shit (2x) This shit ain’t show and tell What you think 4 for? Playa doggin in that pussy It’s my dojo Sprinkle exclusive game You got adobo If the bieutch ain’t bout Her paper She a no go playa Lookin like a dream In that 4 doe fittin mo hoes In the low low Bieutch this lovin Neva Eva Made Me moe doe N these Skills pay the bills Bring-envelopes home Told her she gon ride Or she watching From the bleachers Romantic reminiscing She can’t focus She been fienin Fuck her life up Mind stuck day dreamin Thinkin bout that Money coulda got Now that I’m beamin She Fuck it up For herself Then try to point the finger I Set aside emotions For the bag Said fuck the feelings Took a risk Made the flip My failure Was my teacher These trials & tribulations got me ready To face the reaper Body rock Body rock Bounce Bounce 2 dis All my playaz In the back Smoke a ounce 2 dis tryna get the typa money you can’t count 2 dis You can try to imitate Ain’t gon amount 2 shit (2x)
My goal is to produce one song for you bro, everything you release is so nostalgic feeling and Good Vibes🔥🔥 . Big up to you dom, keep grinding and the scene will reward you! The music you release makes such a difference to people like me man. Thankyou bro !!!
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LYRICS:
Body rock
Body rock
Bounce
Bounce
2 dis
All my playaz
In the back
Smoke a ounce
2 dis
tryna get the typa money
you can’t count
2 dis
You can try to imitate
Ain’t gon amount 2 shit (2x)
This shit ain’t show and tell
What you think 4 for?
Playa doggin in that pussy
It’s my dojo
Sprinkle exclusive game
You got adobo
If the bieutch
ain’t bout
Her paper
She a no go
playa Lookin like a dream
In that 4 doe
fittin mo hoes
In the low low
Bieutch this lovin
Neva Eva
Made Me
moe doe
N these Skills pay the bills
Bring-envelopes home
Told her she gon ride
Or she watching
From the bleachers
Romantic reminiscing
She can’t focus
She been fienin
Fuck her life up
Mind stuck
day dreamin
Thinkin bout that
Money coulda got
Now that I’m beamin
She Fuck it up
For herself
Then try to point the finger
I Set aside emotions
For the bag
Said fuck the feelings
Took a risk
Made the flip
My failure
Was my teacher
These trials & tribulations
got me ready
To face the reaper
Body rock
Body rock
Bounce
Bounce
2 dis
All my playaz
In the back
Smoke a ounce
2 dis
tryna get the typa money
you can’t count
2 dis
You can try to imitate
Ain’t gon amount 2 shit (2x)
FOR THE SLAB RECORDS Thank you God.
directly from Brazil always listening
gonna ride east paris with this after the confinment
ANOTHER CLASSIC
dis my favorite song rn ong
DAMN BRO THIS HEAT!!!
Put you on that heat Ro 🔥
My goal is to produce one song for you bro, everything you release is so nostalgic feeling and Good Vibes🔥🔥 . Big up to you dom, keep grinding and the scene will reward you! The music you release makes such a difference to people like me man. Thankyou bro !!!
OLD SKOO NEW SKOO FAV RAPPER
This so fire 🔥
Impeccable
Smooth as fuck my G. Going to blaze fat to this. 👹🔥