Body Party

She willing to die to be the life of the party
Body work done so she can catch more bodies
This message is timely there ain't no more tardies
The math ain't mathing you don't want these problems
See I can't be around you for the weekend
You're a pool of emotions when we speaking
I don't want to tread water in the deep end
Or even in the end that I can stand up in
Argue then I swim in you like a backstroke
See the picture was painted like a Van Goh
Off white your face yeah rest in peace Abloh
Legs in the air like the doors on a lambo
But the sex couldn't keep me and your mom couldn't meet me
And your ex couldn't be me now we ain't even speaking

Sometimes we just get caught up
Maybe we're just lost in love or lust or out of luck
Sometimes we just get caught up I can't say I blame you
Maybe we're just lost in love or lust or out of luck

You don't got the right to ask me where it went wrong
Please have your shit gone before I get home
When you chose to call twelve on your cellphone
No longer could I touchdown on you like the end zone
Had a real nigga but you fumbled that there
Your heart was broken so I handled with care
Friend said take me I ain't never take it there
While you was sleeping she was naked on the chair
Yeah I thought about it but I remembered what you went through
I remembered what we went through
Trying to figure out these figures when the rent due

Baby we can treat it like we strangers
Cause you ain't never see it from my angle
I ain't no saint you ain't no angel
You knew what it was when we first linked up
And now you want to call when you fed up



Credits
Writer(s): William Eichelberger
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