2.K.S - Bodies & Bitches (feat. Mr.MovieOnn)

Double cup
Why you think I don't believe in luck
Aye
(MovieOnn Man)
Turn me up Kbo
I Think My MovieOnn
He playing hide and seek I bet he find himself a fucking ditch
My bitch ain't get the drop so now I'm looking for another bitch
I like em freaky and she nasty top me in her mother whip
TwoK's what you talking bout
Bitch I'm on some other shit
I customized the draco when I shoot it, it might do a flip
This .40 in my jackie that just mean it got the smoothest kick
Say he wear a vest whats in this clip gone go straight through that bitch
Bruh might be the driver but I swear I saw him shooting shit
Damu said he sliding us together like LeBron and Rie
I'm dropping what he dropping ain't no nigga gone out body me
Hoes be moving weird i'm tight on bitches like i gotta be
This ARP get busy ask my brody whats the body fee
Bro told me stop pouring i'm a devil with that double cup
Got busy off the lean so why you think i dont believe in luck
Pass packs up to my bro he get it gone he got the secret touch
Ratchet it get nasty it get going off a finger fuck
Hop out then we walk him down my squad a team of bullies
Holes inside his body got him looking like a yeezy hoodie
You say you sliding then im sliding too like what you tryna do
Beams on all these stick, ruler clips who you tryna shoot
See im off the meds im swerving man I damn near almost crashed the whip
Bro .40 got to sparking but im loving how this draco kick
Something bout designer drugs my body almost used to it
Just bagged a bitch, a hour later she back there and she (sucking dick)
Five percent on all the whips im in the back cant tell its me
Movie going crazy got the junkies think they see 3D
Hoes they fuck for forty but im funny she gone fuck for free
My family know im chosen any day they can depend on me
Hold on im tweaking out up in this bitch im in my zone
Bag a couple testers hit the road gave lil bro back the phone
My bitch tote a glock i bet she know what type of time im on
Hop out them I walk him down lil bro left whip on cruise control
Yeah yall know whats up with me man all these fucking bodies free
Like Nick got them drums on me but my love dont cost a thing
Walk out like its draft day best believe I got this Glock on me
Walk in and she staring got my bitch like bitch a pardon me
On God What

Written by:
Savon Newell

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