Body

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Body

FattMack · Here to Stay · 2025 · 2:04

Lyrics

(Beezyy, my friend) Damn, bitch, a nigga couldn't afford that shit 500 dollars A nigga broke as fuck Get this shit, I don't know (Fatt) Yo' nigga broke as hell I can buy designer, you like Prada, I like Cartier You say you don't like diamonds, I still buy 'em, you know I don't care You like how it's shining, I like when you take your underwear In love with your body, how you wind it, girl, you rip my shirt off You get mad, pour out my surf, I then go back home early, yeah I'm tryna learn your mind, I was a player, I hung my jersey, yeah Took her on a date for the first time, and I was nervous, yeah Bro like, "Nigga, you lit, and you just got rich, what the fuck you nervous for?" I pop out with a team, I know I'm clean, but the dope come dirty as fuck Me and you got little things, stay down with me, get a brand-new Birkin I been seeing you in my dreams, when you with me, I don't think about Percs Ain't none of my members got killed, yo' bro got spanked, he died in surgery Niggas dissing, I'm staying consistent They want my life, I had to earn this shit These niggas ain't no shit, can't trust a bitch, my bridge is burning Yeah, they hate me 'cause I'm lit, they want me killed, but I'm not worried I keep the FN on my hip, you getting shot with me if you Vermin You ain't got a cap for the 'net, nigga, all these hos know who the turnt is If you riding, I really don't know you, you ain't my brother, you might get murdered Yeah, I'm trying to see your body if you lay down, gon' close the curtain It's just me and you in LA, my game back in the city, bro Yo' nigga broke as hell I can buy designer, you like Prada, I like Cartier You say you don't like diamonds, I still buy 'em, you know I don't care You like how it's shining, I like when you take your underwear In love with your body, how you wind it, girl, you rip my shirt off You get mad, pour out my surf, I then go back home early, yeah I'm tryna learn your mind, I was a player, I hung my jersey, yeah Took her on a date for the first time, and I was nervous, yeah Bro like, "Nigga, you lit, and you just got rich, what the fuck you nervous for?" I told bro, I was nervous, he like, "Nigga, you rich as fuck You can get any bitch you want" But I think this bitch the one though She ain't no any bitch, you know what I'm saying? I just feel it different You just hit different like Jermaine No cap Fatt Yeah, Fatt, Fatt, Fatt, yeah

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