Styles P - Bodies In The Basement Lyrics
(Hook)Bodies in the basementBodies in the basementBodies in the basementGet your ass turned into a memoryBodies in the basementBodies in the basementRock em off moreBodies bodies in the basementIf you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot(Verse)Cocaine, red rum, heroin, automatic gunWatch the led come, twerking money then spread someNigga you’d die if you’d try meWarner Brother, my gun is Death Jam, Joey I'dDefinitely won’t jam when you ride up beside meStraight pound, straight A, bring em on my paydaysAnd every day is paydayI shoot yo shit down like maydayAin’t a better rapper, if it is, I don’t know of emMy raise is hoe ass ***** and she’s blowin emCuban necktie off buck 50Realest nigga in rap, come ***** with meNiggas know and *****es tooLOX, D block, sickest crew123, showin what the 4 5th will doI don’t give a ***** about your family that’s missing you(Hook)Bodies in the basementBodies in the basementBodies in the basementGet your ass turned into a memoryBodies in the basementBodies in the basementRock em off moreBodies bodies in the basementIf you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot(Verse)Pretty watch and the pretty whipPretty much it’s a pretty gun I get busy withPlayin belly dancing, little fizzy shitThink the killa nigga want some silly shitSilly niggas gotta die too, I’m seriousYou crip a piroo, couple niggas is curiousNow I’m in my own gang and my style’s furiousHating niggas, banging niggas,Wolf pack niggas, show the fame niggasQuiet niggas do yo thang niggaTo calm down I need a bunch of weedOr I’ll crack yo head like a pumpkin seedOr a sunflower, or the shell on a walnutI’m G’d up but I’m all nutsOr coocoo, or locoBut I‘m just fine with a 9 and trade ochoStay the ***** away from me if you talk to popo(Hook)Bodies in the basementBodies in the basementBodies in the basementGet your ass turned into a memoryBodies in the basementBodies in the basementRock em off moreBodies bodies in the basementIf you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot(Verse)This is beast music provided by Scram and ILight it up nigga, get phantom highTry to keep up with the JonesKeep up with the beats and keep up with the poemsSpittin out the dome while I’m lightin up the zonesSee that, or see me lightin up the chromeYou ain’t *****in with me nigga, neither is yo homeboyHardest nigga out, standing all alone boyYou want the title? Set the match upI’ll push you down and you ain’t getting back upI’ll ***** around until you’re back upPhase 2: niggas gonna say go slate you(Hook)Bodies in the basementBodies in the basementBodies in the basementGet your ass turned into a memoryBodies in the basementBodies in the basementRock em off moreBodies bodies in the basementIf you left it up to me, yea all of em be shot
