wanna see a dead body (feat. Jovian Martian)

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Tre Rah

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I wanna see a dead body, I could turn him to a corpse
Pocket, keep it dead, nigga, baby, it's the morgue
Body bag, toe tag, graveyard fashion oh this nigga think he flashy
Well, we can put rims on your casket I can get him gone quick
Right, out my class
Straight to detention This Strugo be hitting
I can't pay attention I got ADHD, see a bad bitch and I'm tryna
dick her Get her on me, she look like a sticker
That's my lady She a grown-ass woman
But she be actin' like a baby Yo, bitch, look like a nigga
She look like Shanaynay I wouldn't touch her with a pole
She be like, oh, I'm a lady Don't you get that I need me a Sandas
Get on top and bounce like a Bentley
Let me see it on all fours crawl on top like an animal
I'm workin' that pussy like I read the manual
Balance pan cocky she can do a manual If she threw it back, could you really handle her?
Cause, bitch, I could do it
I be talkin' my shit And she gon' let me prove it, nigga
Wanna see a dead body, I could turn him to a corpse
Pocket, keep it dead, nigga, baby, it's the morgue
Body bag, toe tag, graveyard fashion oh this Niggah think he flashy
Well, we can put rims on your casket I can get him gone quick
Let me put the pussy in a casket Vince Carter, arm all in the basket
Lil' baby, let a nigga clap it Let me whack it
Just drop them draws like a hidden floor, baby, collapse it
I'm pickin' her up, I'm Mr. Fantastic My bitch flexible just like elastic
I
Think she did gymnastics, Freakstyle, how she ride
When it jump, she do a back flip Baby girl too sweet
You know that's my little treat
She got too much cheeks she my freak of the week
Wish I was Goro and had 4 arms
So I can slap two times to meet E-Honda beat up the beat
I'm a 4x4 in the street Disrespectful 16
Spin around with Clean Big Glocky with the beam
Blow a nigga out his jeans
Boom
Wanna see a dead body? I can turn him to a corpse
Pocket keep a dead nigga, baby, it's the morgue
Body bag, toe tag, graveyard fashion Oh this Niggah think he flashy
Well, we can put rims on your casket I can get him gone quick
I can get a nigga hit I get him flip, the little nigga grits
Wanna see a dead body? Just don't run and tell the courts
I got them bodies, I'm lookin' the courts Talkin' big bag of money, I'm straight to the force
Talkin' hundreds on hundreds, I really got force, force, force
I need more doors, you bringin' the gang I told them, of course, did you really hang
I sound like a horse, don't do the porch Fat, stupid, I'm pullin' up with some horse
Rack, stupid, ooh, back, stupid Up, I ain't seein' the floors
Her back, stupid, ass fat, stupid And she got pretty little pores
All I'm gon' do is keep givin' her more All I'm gon' do is keep breakin' her back
All she gon' do is keep throwin' it, throwin' it And I'ma keep throwin' it straight to the rack
But should it be capped? She gon' run like she run for a flap
She gon' run like she tryna leave me But if she leave, she come right back
If she leave, she come right back
Wanna see a dead body? I can get him gone quick
Ayy, don't you know this is a dead body
Yeah, motherfuckers, I know that shit He ain't botherin' you, so don't f*ck with him
Crazy, crazy, try and tell you

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