Body ya
par Fabolous
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[Fabolous]
Shout out to my enemies
shout out my competitors
shout out to my mini me´s, I hope you do better bruh
better me better you etc etc
shout out to the followers I will stay ahead of ya
big up to the haters, big up, all you little n-ggas
bigging y´all up should make you feel a little bigger
big up to the fake n-ggas from a real n-gga
fake n-ggas help you recognise the real n-ggas
uhh, I´m a Brooklyn n-gga anyhow
closet looking like I opened up a Vinnie Styles
b-tches say we are the best
so mommy in my jeans PRPS
yeah street fidda didda gang
yeah at (@) you like a Twitter name
same place I see em, same place they chalk em out
we speak Guapanese, come see what we talking bout
[Chorus]
holla at your homie, holla at your dogg
looking for the competition holla at the morgue
once I say hi to her she gon say bye to ya
if looks could kill my style might body ya
b-b-body ya
b-b-body ya
if looks could kill my style might body ya
b-b-body ya
b-b-body ya
if looks could kill my style might body ya
b-b-body ya
b-b-body ya
[Verse 2]
Shout out to the groupies
shout out to my ex
prol saying f-ck me so shout out to the sex
don´t get mad at me cause I´m onto the next
all of this cause I aint respond to your text
big up to you bum b-tches in your 10 dollar dresses
big up to the big girls y´all are so Precious
salty b-tches try to raise a n-gga blood pressure
grown little girls, do your mouth get any fresher
uhh, but it aint fresh as Loso
monogramed out son in case you didn´t know so
flow so deadly swag too murderous
known for being nice, that don´t mean courteous
this is nothing new, Im not a beginner
I get big checks like the lottery winners
a boy dissing I, boy listen I,
kindly sent him on his way, tell the mortician hi
[Chorus]
Shout out to my enemies
shout out my competitors
shout out to my mini me´s, I hope you do better bruh
better me better you etc etc
shout out to the followers I will stay ahead of ya
big up to the haters, big up, all you little n-ggas
bigging y´all up should make you feel a little bigger
big up to the fake n-ggas from a real n-gga
fake n-ggas help you recognise the real n-ggas
uhh, I´m a Brooklyn n-gga anyhow
closet looking like I opened up a Vinnie Styles
b-tches say we are the best
so mommy in my jeans PRPS
yeah street fidda didda gang
yeah at (@) you like a Twitter name
same place I see em, same place they chalk em out
we speak Guapanese, come see what we talking bout
[Chorus]
holla at your homie, holla at your dogg
looking for the competition holla at the morgue
once I say hi to her she gon say bye to ya
if looks could kill my style might body ya
b-b-body ya
b-b-body ya
if looks could kill my style might body ya
b-b-body ya
b-b-body ya
if looks could kill my style might body ya
b-b-body ya
b-b-body ya
[Verse 2]
Shout out to the groupies
shout out to my ex
prol saying f-ck me so shout out to the sex
don´t get mad at me cause I´m onto the next
all of this cause I aint respond to your text
big up to you bum b-tches in your 10 dollar dresses
big up to the big girls y´all are so Precious
salty b-tches try to raise a n-gga blood pressure
grown little girls, do your mouth get any fresher
uhh, but it aint fresh as Loso
monogramed out son in case you didn´t know so
flow so deadly swag too murderous
known for being nice, that don´t mean courteous
this is nothing new, Im not a beginner
I get big checks like the lottery winners
a boy dissing I, boy listen I,
kindly sent him on his way, tell the mortician hi
[Chorus]