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WNC Whop Bezzy

"Out Yo Body"

[Intro]
Oh, you must be out your body
And  my lil' b*tch just got a Honda, I'm like, "Let me drive it"
You  know I can't leave the house without that b*tch beside me
Thinkin' you gon' take somethin' from me, must don't want your body

[Chorus]
Ayy, b*tch, out your body
Ayy,  b*tch, out your body
I  pull up dumpin' out the window with your lil' b*tch drivin'
And when I up, they better duck since all them n*ggas divin'
I  beat that ass like you my son and leave a n*gga hollerin'
You must be out your body
You must be out your body
I di*k her down when she be mad, I leave that pus*y smilin'
f*ck  what you heard, I'm out that 3rd and all my n*ggas wildin'
A n*gga f*ck with one of mine, watch how we catch a body

[Verse 1]
I pull up in a hottie, pull up in a hottie
b*tch, if you ain't with the sh*ts, you gotta get from by me
And everything I drop be sick, that's why these n*ggas copy
And if she jump from di*k to di*k, then I can't let her ride me
She got too many bodies, she got too many bodies
I make my shooter switch the Glock, he got too many bodies
He tryna pop a n*gga's top, he don't wan' shoot nobody
I left my kids off in her throat, she text my phone, "You childish"
She like, "You f*ckin' childish"
And I put ice up in my mouth 'cause I'm the f*ckin' hottest
These n*ggas act like they be out but when we lurk, they hiding
And my b*tch bad, she got that ass, I let her show her body
I beat that pus*y off an Addy, I don't f*ck with Molly

[Chorus]
Ayy, b*tch, out your body
Ayy, b*tch, out your body
I pull up dumpin' out the window with your lil' b*tch drivin'
And when I up, they better duck since all them n*ggas divin'
I beat that ass like you my son and leave a n*gga hollerin'
You must be out your body
You must be out your body
I di*k her down when she be mad, I leave that pus*y smilin'
f*ck what you heard, I'm out that 3rd and all my n*ggas wildin'
A n*gga f*ck with one of mine, watch how we catch a body

[Verse 2]
Jesus piece around my neck so b*tch, I swear to God
A n*gga play with me tonight, then he gon' meet the Lord
Yes, he gon' meet the Lord
F-Beezy fade, I just left Murk, I used to go to Georgia
And b*tch, I'm strapped all in the chair, you know I keep a rod
And b*tch, I ball like Floyd
Since I done got my money up, them hoes looking hard
If you ain't f*ck with me at first, I pass you to my boy
I pass you to the squad
'Cause b*tch, I ain't got time to play, this ain't no f*ckin' toy
And I done popped another Addy, got me sweatin' hard
And all my n*ggas with the sh*t just like a f*ckin' yard
You in here stuntin' like you the plug, I'm tryna pull your card
And b*tch, I swear to God

[Chorus]
Ayy, b*tch, out your body
Ayy, b*tch, out your body
I pull up dumpin' out the window with your lil' b*tch drivin'
And when I up, they better duck since all them n*ggas divin'
I beat that ass like you my son and leave a n*gga hollerin'
You must be out your body
You must be out your body
I di*k her down when she be mad, I leave that pus*y smilin'
f*ck what you heard, I'm out that 3rd and all my n*ggas wildin'
A n*gga f*ck with one of mine, watch how we catch a body

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