No-Go
Body rock, body rock
Bounce, bounce to this
All my playas in the back
Smoke a ounce to this
Trynna get the type Of money
You can't count to this
You can try to imitate
A'int gon' amount to sh
Body rock, body rock
Bounce, bounce to this
All my playas in the back
Smoke a ounce to this
Trynna get the type of money
You can't count to this
You can try to imitate
A'int gon' amount to sh
This sh ain't show and tell
What you think this four for?
Playa dogging in that pussy
It's my dojo
Sprinkle exclusive game
You got adobo
If the b ain't about
Her paper she a no-go
Playa looking like A dream
In That four-do'
Fittin more hoes
In The low-low
B this lovin'
Never ever
Made me more dough
And these skills
Pay the bills
Bring envelopes home
Tell her
She gon ride
Or she watching
From The bleachers
Romantic reminiscing
She can't focus
She been fienin'
F her life up
Mind stuck
Day dreaming
Thinking about that
Money could've got
Now that I'm beamin'
She f it up
For herself
Then try to
Point the finger
I set aside
Emotions for the bag
Said f the feelings
These trials and tribulations
Got me ready
To face the reaper
Body rock, body rock
Bounce, bounce to this
All my playas in the back
Smoke a ounce to this
Trynna get the type of money
You can't count to this
You can try to imitate
A'int gon' amount to sh
Body rock, body rock
Bounce, bounce to this
All my playas in the back
Smoke a ounce to this
Trynna get the type of money
You can't count to this
You can try to imitate
A'int gon' amount to sh
Bounce, bounce to this
All my playas in the back
Smoke a ounce to this
Trynna get the type Of money
You can't count to this
You can try to imitate
A'int gon' amount to sh
Body rock, body rock
Bounce, bounce to this
All my playas in the back
Smoke a ounce to this
Trynna get the type of money
You can't count to this
You can try to imitate
A'int gon' amount to sh
This sh ain't show and tell
What you think this four for?
Playa dogging in that pussy
It's my dojo
Sprinkle exclusive game
You got adobo
If the b ain't about
Her paper she a no-go
Playa looking like A dream
In That four-do'
Fittin more hoes
In The low-low
B this lovin'
Never ever
Made me more dough
And these skills
Pay the bills
Bring envelopes home
Tell her
She gon ride
Or she watching
From The bleachers
Romantic reminiscing
She can't focus
She been fienin'
F her life up
Mind stuck
Day dreaming
Thinking about that
Money could've got
Now that I'm beamin'
She f it up
For herself
Then try to
Point the finger
I set aside
Emotions for the bag
Said f the feelings
These trials and tribulations
Got me ready
To face the reaper
Body rock, body rock
Bounce, bounce to this
All my playas in the back
Smoke a ounce to this
Trynna get the type of money
You can't count to this
You can try to imitate
A'int gon' amount to sh
Body rock, body rock
Bounce, bounce to this
All my playas in the back
Smoke a ounce to this
Trynna get the type of money
You can't count to this
You can try to imitate
A'int gon' amount to sh
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Writer(s): Dominick Ferranti
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