Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bodies, artist - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Date of issue: 22.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bodies |
| Sensei, I be doing karate |
| Money like I was illuminati |
| I’ll come get the back end, just send the deposit |
| Bad little bitch, I just bought her a Bally |
| They let me in with the strap in the party |
| My young niggas, they be going retarded |
| Glock with the 30, I keep me a Carbon |
| Ride with the stick and already got bodies |
| Chop up the work, I divide it |
| Rich nigga trap out the Mazi |
| Fly as a bitch, I’m the pilot |
| If that’s your hoe, well, I’m inside it |
| Money only thing that get me excited |
| Beat up the pot, Mike Tyson |
| They with the shooters, already got bodies |
| Omertà, killers really move in silence |
| Adding up math, cooking up science |
| I’m trapping all day, I don’t know she was grinding |
| They know I’m Black 'cause these African diamonds |
| Fuck all that fighting, get slapped with that iron |
| Trapping them bags and selling those dimes |
| Pablo the plug, I can give you a fine |
| That rollie let me know that money is time |
| Bought her an ass and some titties, she was fine |
| Pour up that raw Hitech, I don’t drink wine |
| One shot, turn a nigga to a stop sign |
| Hot boy, I got bodies on my Glock nine |
| Walk around with a chopper like a Rottweiler |
| Like I’m in L.A., one button by my collar |
| shoot before you |
| Smoke a nigga, call me Bob Marley |
| Chop up the body and put in the foreign |
| Sensei, I be doing karate |
| Money like I was illuminati |
| I’ll come get the back end, just send the deposit |
| Bad little bitch, I just bought her a Bally |
| They let me in with the strap in the party |
| My young niggas, they be going retarded |
| Glock with the 30, I keep me a Carbon |
| Ride with the stick and already got bodies |
| Chop up the work, I divide it |
| Rich nigga trap out the Mazi |
| Fly as a bitch, I’m the pilot |
| If that’s your hoe, well, I’m inside it |
| Money only thing that get me excited |
| Beat up the pot, Mike Tyson |
| They with the shooters, already got bodies |
| Omertà, killers really move in silence |
| Fuck up his blunt when I spray with that iron |
| I just spent a bag and I ain’t never shop online |
| Shooting shit up, posted up on the front line |
| You’re a pussy nigga if you don’t shoot for your kind |
| Fuck niggas ain’t one of my kind |
| I know one on the block put in the time |
| High school, young niggas serving at lunch lines |
| I got a junkie, he’ll snake you for one line |
| niggas getting shot over punchlines |
| Trapping the shot in the summertime |
| It’s a MONY set, I’ma tell your ass one time |
| Posted with dirty sticks, ducking one time |
| Hung around junkies, they beating like Drumline |
| Hundred niggas throwing gang signs |
| Nigga want beef, must’ve lost his mind |
| We shoot up the party and everybody fall in line |
| Sensei, I be doing karate |
| Money like I was illuminati |
| I’ll come get the back end, just send the deposit |
| Bad little bitch, I just bought her a Bally |
| They let me in with the strap in the party |
| My young niggas, they be going retarded |
| Glock with the 30, I keep me a Carbon |
| Ride with the stick and already got bodies |
| Chop up the work, I divide it |
| Rich nigga trap out the Mazi |
| Fly as a bitch, I’m the pilot |
| If that’s your hoe, well, I’m inside it |
| Money only thing that get me excited |
| Beat up the pot, Mike Tyson |
| They with the shooters, already got bodies |
| Omertà, killers really move in silence |