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volume red! - buffy the body lyrics
[intro]
(i’ma die today, n_gga)
(bring ’em hoes in)
(but you gon’ die too, n_gga)
(you know what i’m sayin’? i don’t give a f_ck)
i’m in the southside every friday
(y’all n_ggas doin’ too much)
you know what i’m sayin’? flat sh_t
(y’all n_ggas doin’ too much wit’ it)
(this the this i be talkin’ about)
(29 sh_t, n_gga)
i’m in the southside every friday
[chorus]
buffie the body
(i know you wanna be a lil’ mobster, man)
buffie the body
(this that sh_t they be talking ’bout)
my b_tch got bodies (b_tch got bodies)
this stick got bodies (check it out)
better call somebody, hold up
better call somebody (if i’ma die)
better call somebody (but you gon’ die too, n_gga)
you don’t want smoke
you don’t wanna do that (n_gga, i really live that)
i’ma set that up (yеah)
my lil’ boy gon’ do that (yeah)
you don’t want smoke
you don’t wanna do that
i’ma set that up
my lil’ boy gon’ do that
you don’t want smokе
you don’t wanna do that
i’ma set that up (yeah)
i’m gon’ do that (uh, uh)
[verse 1]
i’ma set that up (what?)
my lil’ boy gon’ do that (ooh, what?)
yeah, i’m in the spot right now, i got a glock in the bookbag (oh yeah)
i’m in the spot right now, four pints in the bookbag (oh yeah)
ooh, got a lil’ badass bih and, yeah, she throw it back
got my hand on my gun right now, lil’ b_tch, ’cause i’m on them perkies (go)
got my hand on my gun right now, lil’ n_gga, ’cause i’m on that (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
i’m too high, high as h_ll (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i was locked behind the cell (beep, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
came out and gave ’em h_ll (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, beep)
came out and gave ’em h_ll (h_ll, h_ll, yeah, what?)
[chorus]
buffie the body
(i know you wanna be a lil’ mobster, man)
buffie the body
(this that sh_t they be talking ’bout)
my b_tch got bodies (b_tch got bodies)
this stick got bodies (check it out)
better call somebody, hold up
better call somebody (if i’ma die)
better call somebody (but you gon’ die too, n_gga)
you don’t want smoke (yeah)
you don’t wanna do that (n_gga, i really live that)
i’ma set that up (yeah)
my lil’ boy gon’ do that (yeah)
you don’t want smoke (yeah)
you don’t wanna do that (yeah)
i’ma set that up (yeah)
my lil’ boy gon’ do that (yeah)
you don’t want smoke (yeah)
you don’t wanna do that (mm)
i’ma pick that up (mm)
i’m gon’ do that (yeah)
[verse 2]
f_ck that ho (yeah)
yeah, i do that (yeah)
uh, get that money then we fly back (yeah)
yeah, i got b_tches on the callback (hold up, 29)
i got b_tches i don’t call back (no, yeah)
you know how i’m bomin’
whoa (what? yeah)
you know how we comin’ (whoa)
whoa (what? what?)
smoke a lot of dope (dope)
smoke a lot of dope by myself, i’m alone, hold up
i’m alone (check it out)
i’m alone, yeah (whoa, you know what i’m sayin’, flat sh_t)
i’m vlone (29 sh_t)
[chorus]
buffie the body
(i know you wanna be a lil’ mobster, man)
buffie the body
(this that sh_t they be talking ’bout)
my b_tch got bodies (b_tch got bodies)
this stick got bodies (check it out)
better call somebody, hold up
better call somebody (if i’ma die)
better call somebody (but you gon’ die too, n_gga)
you don’t want smoke
you don’t wanna do that (n_gga, i really live that)
i’ma set that up (yeah)
my lil’ boy gon’ do that (yeah)
you don’t want smoke
you don’t wanna do that
i’ma set that up
my lil’ boy gon’ do that
you don’t want smoke
you don’t wanna do that
i’ma set that up (yeah)
i’m gon’ do that (uh, uh)
[outro]
(i’ma die today, n_gga)
(bring ’em hoes in)
(but you gon’ die too, n_gga)
(you know what i’m sayin’? i don’t give a f_ck)
i’m in the southside every friday
(y’all n_ggas doin’ too much)
(b_tch so happy)
(my b_tch so happy, my b_tch so happy)
i’m in the southside every friday
i’m in the southside every friday
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