Body Count ft. L0rd Lyrics

That rap industry gettin' too academic so I'm the teacher

Facin' em, Snowman leave them on a stretcher

This Snow Baby gettin' too official, want a feature

Shawty want a picture, askin' me to stretch her

Bitch we shootin' like the Dortmund, he wake up in the dirt ouh

And he still say you want smoke, bitch he a fool (Rich Snowman yeah hey)

Another city, but the boy think he's on Hollywood

We comin' from the hood, pussy, comment allez vous

Body count is for murder, perculate him with earl

And I'm thinkin' does it hurt when I look his body burnin'

Makin' that dough, I earn it, facinated by herb

Can't complain bout all this paper even if my money dirty

Real gas smoke in this SRT, fuck on my bitch, then I let her be

L O R D, W from the 3rd, sippin' on dirt I ain't poppin' no perc

Pull up to your city see the S4 on the ground, real trap shit to the G I'm bound

Walk on the feature, I do it my way, 185 when we hittin' the highway

Made me this money I did it the fly way

I guess it's shoot, and lesgo, got the loot, yh they know

They down bad and it shows I get racks, for these shows

Oh my god, Oh my fucking god

I can't make it stop, guess I'm addicted to these bands

Her ass addicted to these hands, pouring 4s in these cans yeah yeah

I guess it's shoot, and lesgo, got the loot, and they know

They down bad and it shows, I get racks, for this shows

Bitch we shootin' like the Dortmund, he wake up in the dirt ouh

And he still say you want smoke, bitch he a fool (Rich Snowman yeah hey)

Another city, but the boy think he's on Hollywood

We comin' from the hood, pussy, comment allez vous

Body count is for murder, perculate him with earl

And I'm thinkin' does it hurt when I look his body burnin'

Makin' that dough, I earn it, facinated by herb

Can't complain bout all this paper even if my money dirty (oh yeah)

Hop in the drop top (the drop top) please baby, come on

(Shawty let's get it, yeah come on, you know how we do it)

Turned up in the hotbox (the hotbox)please baby, come here, yeah

(Oh yeahh, you know how it goes)

Pussy want some smoke with Rich, gon' show him who the bit of bitch

He gon' face that Drac, oh, let him know he in his shit

Sendin' a bullet, he gonna feel it, rounds on rounds, clip is extended

Takin' the soul of that bitch in a minute, brain drilled in that casket, you know I meant it

Whoa-oh, shoot in his dome

Lotta people around his grave cause he done face the chrome

Whoa-oh, shoot and let go

Many fellas 'round his head blown, we swang the poles

Bitch we shootin' like the Dortmund, he wake up in the dirt ouh

And he still say you want smoke, bitch he a fool (Rich Snowman yeah hey)

Another city, but the boy think he's on Hollywood

We comin' from the hood, pussy, comment allez vous

Body count is for murder, perculate him with earl

And I'm thinkin' does it hurt when I look his body burnin'

Makin' that dough, I earn it, facinated by herb

Can't complain bout all this paper even if my money dirty