Cracka Paul, XXXTENTACION, Lxrd Hippy - Bodies lyrics

[Cracka Paul, XXXTENTACION, Lxrd Hippy - Bodies lyrics]

DJ Patt on the beat
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor, hit the floor
Hit the floor let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor, hit the floor
Hit the floor

I don't give a fuck, fuck your jacket
Zip it up patrón in my cup, and the dick
She lick it up
Cum on her tummy, I be really lovin' sluts
(Ayy) i just fuck for fun
Stickin' molly in her butt (Ew)
Fuckin' your sister for fun, Lxrd Hippy
I am the one clip in the butt of my gun
You got a gun that just stuns
Run in their crib, then I dip, cash
For the gold I just hit, ayy
Don't pay that ho, I'm not rich (Damn)
Mami be beggin' me for that good dick (Damn)
I just fucked her brain
Now she wants to lie in pain (Ayy)
I'm about to roar, like a lion in the rain
(Ayy)
Think she loves me, when she snortin' cocaine
Pull the fuckin' trigger
Put the bullet in my brain

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor, hit the floor
Hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the demons take your soul
In the hood, where you ain't safe
Run in your house and we crackin' the safe
Cuttin' your skin, I poison the blade
Chillin' with demons, we hunt in the shade
Don't beg for your life, 'cause it's too late
Wash off the blood, my mind full of hate
And I be trippin', I chill with the stars
Yo they take Xanax, but I got the bars
Split your ass open just like a cigar
They callin' me concrete because I go hard
Bodies hit the floor, it's a genocide
It's a moshpit, bitch, get inside
Hottest D, ho, better run and hide
Hangin' off a rope, watch me slowly die

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor, hit the floor
Hit the floor

Shout-out my nigga, Cracka Paul
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Post up, ayy, fucked up, nigga, fuck's up?
Bitch made, wrist like slay, ayy
Where that bitch? Dirty Dan
Ayy, fifty grand, ayy
I need that in rubber bands, ayy
That's a lot, ayy, break the
Pot, beat the pot, ayy
Like abuse, ayy, chain tight like a noose
Ayy my nose runny like a marathon, marathon
I get head for free I got coupons, coupons
Stuck my dick inside your bitch like a tampon

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