Catch Bodies

Wop, wop (God speaking)

Close yo' motherfuckin' mouth 'fore I close yo' fuckin casket
I sent that bitch to hell 'cause she wasn't nasty
Lil' bitch find me attractive,
I'm not impressed, bitch find me a mansion
She funding every motherfuckin' habit, I'm coming with baggage
Blind, catching bodies in these glasses
Wanna fuck a stripper, start dancing, swallow me in traffic
Finna end up just like the last one, dead
I catch bodies in theses glasses, bitch

Knew the hoe wasn't gon' give her number, so I stole it
Not her phone, bitch I'm talking 'bout that social
My fetish, fuckin raw and then pretending I don't know you
Was the man of yo' dreams 'til you went broke, but now you woke boo
I know a trick you can do that's gon fix it
Take the bitch out of state, but she ain't come back with me
Leave a hoe to die if we don't make a fuckin' killin'
Hurt people, hurt people, so I make them bitches feel it
Boy, I damn near start barking when I'm looking in the mirror
Dog ass nigga, no leash, and a pistol
Call lil' bro, like the police, he pull up blickin'
Don't worry 'bout 'yo Momma crying, bitch she coming with you
Back when I ain't have a dime, uppin' four nickel
Nasty, wipe a nigga nose without a tisse
Fucked her on soft, still gave me 450,
I was never good at sports 'cause I didn't run from no nigga

Close yo' motherfuckin' mouth 'fore I close yo' fuckin casket
I sent that bitch to hell 'cause she wasn't nasty
Lil' bitch find me attractive,
I'm not impressed, bitch find me a mansion
She funding every motherfuckin' habit, I'm coming with baggage
Blind, catching bodies in these glasses
Wanna fuck a stripper, start dancing, swallow me in traffic
Finna end up just like the last one, dead
I catch bodies in theses glasses, bitch



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Writer(s): Cedric Mcclain
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