A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
Never tame to any part of the body/
I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight
Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right
Body after body i watch them drop
Pork on the fork, white in the pot
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
Force upon you images of a dismantled body,
50,000 ones before i hit the lobby
Im throwin' shots to yo body
My body she startin to feel
Took me mighty long to get here
If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see
Shoes that i stole off your dead body
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