"Body Bags" lyrics - LIL WAYNE
Where I'm From These Boys Go Out 'n' Bang
LO LOs wit the doors out to swing
Ain't no issue
An' it damn sure ain't gon' miss u
If its out to get you
Then dat thing won't miss you
(ITll leave a it'll leave a it'll leave a BODY BAG [3x])
(It'll leave a body bag it'll leave a bo body bag)
Lil Wayne:
Tool on deck why would I lie
Nigga you a pussy
Hope you got 9 lives
I can hit a nigga wit a 9 [9x]
Country ass boi country like leann rimes
Mississippi, D Banner 'N' Lil Weezyana
E'rbody got 2 so you will need a hammer
I'm a Pill poppin' animal syrup sippin nigga
I'm so high you can't reach me with a Fuckin' antennae
You fuckin' with this man you can eat his man dinner
The 9 get me bruntin but dat ak at lever
Your out there the same flowin like a bad river
Make your ass quiver like you naked at winter
Where I'm From These Boys Go Out 'n' Bang
LO LOs wit the doors out to swing
Ain't no issue
An' it damn sure ain't gon' miss u
If its out to get you
Then dat thing won't miss you
(ITll leave a it'll leave a it'll leave a BODY BAG [3x])
(It'll leave a body bag it'll leave a bo body bag)
Young jeezy:
I'm amazin Yeah I'm all dat
If I ain't on my grind
Then what you call that
Victorious, yeah we warriors
We make history, Strive off victories
Standin at My Podium
I'm Tryin' to watch my sodium
Got high blood pressure
Even if tha Feds getcha
I'm amazin Born on a Full moon
I was bred to get it in No Spoon
That's why I'm so Crude
Summertime no Juice
Make Them Small house No Room
They like O God
Night comes so hard
Look what hes been through
He deserves an applause
Where I'm From These Boys Go Out 'n' Bang
LO LOs wit the doors out to swing
Ain't no issue
An' it damn sure ain't gon' miss u
If its out to get you
Then dat thing won't miss you
(ITll leave a it'll leave a it'll leave a BODY BAG [3x])
(It'll leave a body bag it'll leave a bo body bag)
T.I.:
I'm a pimp type, Nigga ride clean after midnight
Ready for the gunplay plannin for a fist fight
Roll up on ya bitchin ask ya what the pussy hit'n like
First he out der frontin then a minute she would get it right
Put it down without a fuckin' wit a nudda bitch now
I'm the king of all ossevago remember this is TIP town
Hey ye ain't ready pussy nigga betta sit it down
We mack night 'n' rocksteady nigga spit rounds
Tore da stomach to spaghetti den it hit da ground
Tossed the choppers in tha chevy now we mashin down
Camo too countin' all your benjamins 'n' hammer tubes
As far as I'm concerned its jus a jar for your jealousies
Where I'm From These Boys Go Out 'n' Bang
LO LOs wit the doors out to swing
Ain't no issue
An' it damn sure ain't gon' miss u
If its out to get you
Then dat thing won't miss you
(It'll leave a it'll leave a it'll leave a BODY BAG [3x])
(It'll leave a body bag it'll leave a bo body bag)