Bodycount Songtext
Whomp, this that shit them haters talk about, uh
This that shit that they gon' play up at your daughter house
This that shit you play when you been paid and balling out
This that shit that add some commas to your bank account
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
This that shit that they gon' play up at your daughter house
This that shit you play when you been paid and balling out
This that shit that add some commas to your bank account
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Smokin' Joe Exotic while I'm Carrolin' a stick
Bro was basking in the glory, like a husband, he got hit
There's a hundred fucking reasons I'ma tell you, you a bitch
I mean I don't condone no violence, but I'm with all kinds of shit
This a hit, it's not a sleeper, been up three days off a beeper
I'ma pour a litre while I peep some Justin Bieber
Need me a Selena, I'm on go when I touch the meds
Locked in with my brothers, like the eyebrows up on Benny's head
They don't shoot no Blancos, they gon' pop it like a fuckin' X
Made him work on dyin' in this bitch, BNYX
Whomp, this that shit them haters talk about, uh
This that shit that they gon' play up at your daughter house
This that shit you play when you been paid and balling out
This that shit that add some commas to your bank account
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about? Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Upped the switch that bitch go... like a money counter
Naw but I don't trust they ass, think there's something funny bout 'em
Jit a sweet lick, I ran off, now he lookin' sour
Tired of giving ops the belt, pop out give they ass the paddle
I told auntie to clean her face... I still see some powder
Dope got me smelling musty, auntie told me take a shower
Told his ass I'm 5 min, shit I'm really bout an hour
She wants me to dive in it, I ain't finna doggy paddle
Bitch I'm dancing in that coochie just like Timberlake
Fuck this rappin shit I'll still serve your ass like a dinner plate
I know the ops they mad as hell cause they ass poor and I've been winning lately
I dropped 20 in my mouth why I've been grinning lately
Whomp, this that shit them haters talk about, uh
This that shit that they gon' play up at your daughter house
This that shit you play when you been paid and balling out
This that shit that add some commas to your bank account
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Smokin' Joe Exotic while I'm Carrolin' a stick
Bro was basking in the glory, like a husband, he got hit
There's a hundred fucking reasons I'ma tell you, you a bitch
I mean I don't condone no violence, but I'm with all kinds of shit
This a hit, it's not a sleeper, been up three days off a beeper
I'ma pour a litre while I peep some Justin Bieber
Need me a Selena, I'm on go when I touch the meds
Locked in with my brothers, like the eyebrows up on Benny's head
They don't shoot no Blancos, they gon' pop it like a fuckin' X
Made him work on dyin' in this bitch, BNYX
Whomp, this that shit them haters talk about, uh
This that shit that they gon' play up at your daughter house
This that shit you play when you been paid and balling out
This that shit that add some commas to your bank account
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about? Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Upped the switch that bitch go... like a money counter
Naw but I don't trust they ass, think there's something funny bout 'em
Jit a sweet lick, I ran off, now he lookin' sour
Tired of giving ops the belt, pop out give they ass the paddle
I told auntie to clean her face... I still see some powder
Dope got me smelling musty, auntie told me take a shower
Told his ass I'm 5 min, shit I'm really bout an hour
She wants me to dive in it, I ain't finna doggy paddle
Bitch I'm dancing in that coochie just like Timberlake
Fuck this rappin shit I'll still serve your ass like a dinner plate
I know the ops they mad as hell cause they ass poor and I've been winning lately
I dropped 20 in my mouth why I've been grinning lately
Whomp, this that shit them haters talk about, uh
This that shit that they gon' play up at your daughter house
This that shit you play when you been paid and balling out
This that shit that add some commas to your bank account
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count