Lyrics:
curlin' up like bacon, heh
It ain't no stopping, girl, just keep on shakin
Yeah, shake it like booty mixes on your playlist
Heard she just wanna have fun,
(Oh, oh) I'm infected by the sound
(Oh, oh) stop this beat is killing me
Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
(Oh) My body's aching, system
(Oh, oh) I'm infected by the sound
(Oh, oh) stop this beat is killing me
Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
(Oh) My body's aching, system
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
and I'll give your homie one
Dead man dead man open up shop get spread man, niggas get shot all around they head it's
A head band
Pissin' by the niggas
alone
To the cobbled ground
I fall down and cry
Without your soul
Then who am I?
But God I love it when
You turn away
Oh se'lamore
Foolish hearts
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Keep on with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough
Keep on with the force don't stop
Don't stop
dripping finger licking, need a bucket underneath
Yeah I had a lot of people tryna bring me down
But it's sad, cause your height got you near the ground
Oh
don't understand
How could you take away the pain
It's in my fingers
The truth is standing by the door
He's fuckin shakin
Your new superstar
Go and shake
I swear it's a god damn circus in here
cnd I'm surrounded by fuckin' clowns
I'm in my element you can try but You can't break me down
So imma keep
mmmm
Girl your body impossible to ignore damn
I run up four bands just to show you who the boss
Now you like a lunar moth, and I'm the porch lamp
Don't
I could still see your face, body right in that lingerie
Lost all my words, I don't even know what to say
Everything and nothing at the same damn
of Marshall
'My name's Becky,' she says
'What's yours?'
She was like nothing that he'd seen before
Strong body, soft edges, with something so raw
In
she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground move, that's an ass quake
Built a house up on that ass, that's
A bomb ass body, Boston Marathon
The way she throw it up, issa Toss-A-Thon
(Ay) 2 feelin like he Hefner
I got a band from my least favorite Heffer
If you,
some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae,
shake your body once more
Baby would you break it down upon you knees
Never see no gal dem work it like these
Gal you dangerous, wan fi stay with us,
AROUND
WILL I SEE TOMORROW
WATCH THE SUN GO DOWN
CHORUS
A THOUSAND BODIES
LYING IN A NAPALM HAZE
SO MANY BODIES
BY CHRIST YOU'D BE AMAZED
I
just poor boys
Workin' your way uptown
Workin' all night in the broken glass
To forget you were born
In the workin' class
And you shake your body
Til it
thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste
screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be
floors
Lord knows I drive fast in my driveway
I pop tags and throw 'em down and make the ground shake
God damn, a pint of lean almost 5k
I be spendin' 25k
soul to the
Devil for thirty percent off
And to you emo kids who
Walk around pissed off
Step one: pull your panties down
And start to piss off
Step two:
Yeah
Why you wasting time, trying to make you mine
This is by design, and I ain't trying to shy away
Want your body right away, just let me know
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