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lirik lagu body work – pusha t

(feat. juicy j, meek mill & french montana)

[verse 1: juicy j]
i got some killers so dont push me cuz juicy j be on some mob sh-t
waitin by your door step hot in the bullsh-t
if it comes down to it ain’t no thang but to do it
got a vest on, got a gun that could really do it
you n-gg-s is playin wid real n-gg-s money
get funny, one day you is the plug
next day you’re in the dumpster
couldn’t keep it one hundred
you’re thirty-two percent
the police got you on a leash n-gg- you is a b-tch

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give yo’ -ss that body work n-gg- we spraying
ridin wid three k n-gg- i ain’t talking bout the klan
this ain’t no arcade, n-gg- so quit playing!
it’s eat time, me and my n-gg-s buffet-ing
give yo’ -ss body work that we spraying
ridin wid three k n-gg- i ain’t talking bout the clan
this ain’t no arcade, so quit playing!
it’s eat time, me and my n-gg-s buffet-ing

[verse 2: pusha t]
you don’t know about this life n-gg-
earnin all of these stripes n-gg-
kilograms, peter pans, pack holders on bikes n-gg-
throwin b-tches on flights n-gg-
they don’t know that they’re dyk-s n-gg-
’til the money’s out and the bottles pouring
they’re in the mix that they like n-gg-
rose gold all on my wrist
this rolex like devil p-ss
this daytona illuminate
yall think i’m talking that devil sh-t
it’s fifty racks no bezel sh-t
like blood diamonds, it’s rebel sh-t
its more guns, its more bodies
we call shots they n-body
they f-ck n-gg-s they owe prolly
who’s f-ckin wit me n-body!
when the guns drawn they’re so sorry
sprayin n-gg-s now the lord got em
bullets out the barrel make your body jerk
f-ck wid my money and i’ll hit you that body work!

[hook]

[verse 3: meek mill]
bad b-tches on deck n-gg-
money power respect n-gg-
cop, cook, collect n-gg-
you was never no threat n-gg-
erybody be rap dissin
i catch n-gg-s i check n-gg-s
these goons wid me dont spit no verse
just limo service dey stretch n-gg-s
black ‘maro 2 s n-gg-
couple birds on my neck n-gg-
erytime them hoes see me
dey like meek milly you a mess n-gg-
2 gats no vest n-gg-
strapped up like i’m a cowboy
stand tall like that yao boy
got a bad b-tch she 5″4
this gold roley thats on my wrist
lephrachun prolly die for
young boys thats on my strip
will kill anything i say ride on
tell them n-gg-s call us if they’re out of work
cuz we lifting weights but we dont do no body work

[verse 4: french montana]
shout my lawyer all the crazy sh-t i ever did
know we love that kk sound
you know we not backin down
100 drum like hold that doe
diamonds flash like kodak, though
straight cash n-gg- f-ck that loan
seven digits on that phone!
money so long smoke a whole zo’
getting blood money tryna put my cuz on!
b-tch i’m on fire, got my jaw wired
s-x, money, murder… peter rollack (soundview waddap)
body work, chopper work like a techno song
twenty thou’ a show, i just hope my n-gg- max come home(waveyyyy)
money fast, diamonds flash like high beams
make it rain in this b-tch hurricane irene

[hook]

- kumpulan lirik lagu pusha t