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Body (feat. Michael Kirts) Video (MV)




Performed By: Lord Collee
Language: English
Length: 6:07
Written by: Aarmond Cook




Lord Collee - Body (feat. Michael Kirts) Lyrics




I cannot trust me a Knigge if it get delivered I swear that it's coming from me
I'm bout to drop me a swimmer in ocean and no he ain't floating from under the sea
I put a touch on my sinners and told them to not be controlled be what you want to be

I should keep tux on my linen expensive and mention it's raining but damn it was clean I cannot trust me a bitch to Go secret for secret I say it in shit will get leaked I do get stuck in my interests I promise I'm not coming out till the End of this week I don't know why they conspired to lie to me this shit and fly so I cut off the wings Niggas turn it Back for the trust far I can't even touch yeah f*ck yeah f*ck yeah

I was in my bag then I wasn't now I'm trying to be the subject got it buzzing
Because they like my shit
I used to hold back like a button now I am jumping into public with a budget and I write my shit
It's all in the plan be patient I don't need agents I'm right where the stage is amazing
I watch Niggas turn like a page then I rip it from the frame let it blaze it was sacred

I used to be at home wishing I could vacation but now I'm in the Caymans we dressed like some caveman
Let me slow it down while i clown not adjacent
To you bitches meaning we ain't on the same page
And I'm pacing don't come around shit dangerous
I don't even know how to place it

I washed and contained it flossed and I tamed it what is that fragrance out of your basement is it

A body is it a body is it a body or is it a body
I called up Fleeca to clean a deposit
And they waived the fee so I'm making a profit I run it in silence I shuffled the violence they're closing their eyelids And I got them up

She called me early to come hit them up and she asked me what's up and I told her what's up she told me that

I never knew that it would be so hard

Michael Kirts
Walk in the booth like
I'm tucking a tool when I pull up please act like you heard of the kid
All of my women get jealous so please do not tag me if you thinking bout posting a pic

I call my homies if I got a problem they pull up we ride and we handle that shit
Know what I want so on God is no stopping I stay with a mic and a hand on my dick
Who would've thought that id grow up like this I told my mom I'm not normal like them
She think I've been going through it again
I might've went crazy
But look what it did practice my shot I was locked in the gym
Now I know when I pull it I'm not gonna miss
Know you see all the photos I'm posting it's lit
Know you've seen all the shows now you know what it is

I used to be at home wishing I could vacation but now I'm in the Caymans we dressed like some caveman
Let me slow it down while i clown not adjacent
To you bitches meaning we ain't on the same page
And I'm pacing don't come around shit dangerous
I don't even know how to place it

I washed and contained it flossed and I tamed it what is that fragrance out of your basement is it

A body is it a body is it a body or is it a body
I called up Fleeca to clean a deposit
And they waived the fee so I'm making a profit I run it in silence I shuffled the violence they're closing their eyelids And I got them up

She called me early to come hit them up and she asked me what's up and I told her what's up she told me that

I never knew that it would be so hard

I saw a murder today and I wasn't as scary as I thought I honestly think he deserved what he got if you're looking For comfort then look for me not if it's lead from a chop
Then it's a lead from a chap men these Niggas don't care if you're ready or not so invest in a chop or invest in a Crop or invest in a map or invest in a plat or invest on your plot manifest you some Guap

I ate an aorta
I didn't even order
We took your supporters
And made Em support us

I set a contingency if niggas short us
I want it in full, you get killed for a quarter

My vision is sort of
A mix of misfortune, with innocent motives but still i was tortured
I did what they told us, and still as they
Mold us, i break from the order and told Em promote us

I was sitting in the driveway thinking about if it's Niggas inside my G a lock
With a one to the nine if

I run to the door then I'm coming inside I see a lot of you running from pride but it kept me alive and I'm ready to Die I'm ahead of you guys in a scary
I'm not even branding your time and it's like how can I keep you fed on your time I can play with your game and Get better with my need some red on my prime I'm ahead of my

Mike

I'm ahead of my class I'm ahead of my time I got red in my eyes I'm a whole different guy i get better with time i Shoot dead every time
I got Veteran ties, i don't want no more lies
They say they got beef I want double with fries if you hop in my lane better stick to the sides

I told your bitch she should stick with the guys I got some shit like you wish you would die
My Nigga dex want Omelette du fromage I gotta stress that I don't do massage
Cuz I want these Niggas to get the mess-age
And trusting these Niggas will not be advised because these Niggas ill and ill be advised
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English

I cannot trust me a Knigge if it get delivered I swear that it's coming from me
I'm bout to drop me a swimmer in ocean and no he ain't floating from under the sea
I put a touch on my sinners and told them to not be controlled be what you want to be

I should keep tux on my linen expensive and mention it's raining but damn it was clean I cannot trust me a bitch to Go secret for secret I say it in shit will get leaked I do get stuck in my interests I promise I'm not coming out till the End of this week I don't know why they conspired to lie to me this shit and fly so I cut off the wings Niggas turn it Back for the trust far I can't even touch yeah f*ck yeah f*ck yeah

I was in my bag then I wasn't now I'm trying to be the subject got it buzzing
Because they like my shit
I used to hold back like a button now I am jumping into public with a budget and I write my shit
It's all in the plan be patient I don't need agents I'm right where the stage is amazing
I watch Niggas turn like a page then I rip it from the frame let it blaze it was sacred

I used to be at home wishing I could vacation but now I'm in the Caymans we dressed like some caveman
Let me slow it down while i clown not adjacent
To you bitches meaning we ain't on the same page
And I'm pacing don't come around shit dangerous
I don't even know how to place it

I washed and contained it flossed and I tamed it what is that fragrance out of your basement is it

A body is it a body is it a body or is it a body
I called up Fleeca to clean a deposit
And they waived the fee so I'm making a profit I run it in silence I shuffled the violence they're closing their eyelids And I got them up

She called me early to come hit them up and she asked me what's up and I told her what's up she told me that

I never knew that it would be so hard

Michael Kirts
Walk in the booth like
I'm tucking a tool when I pull up please act like you heard of the kid
All of my women get jealous so please do not tag me if you thinking bout posting a pic

I call my homies if I got a problem they pull up we ride and we handle that shit
Know what I want so on God is no stopping I stay with a mic and a hand on my dick
Who would've thought that id grow up like this I told my mom I'm not normal like them
She think I've been going through it again
I might've went crazy
But look what it did practice my shot I was locked in the gym
Now I know when I pull it I'm not gonna miss
Know you see all the photos I'm posting it's lit
Know you've seen all the shows now you know what it is

I used to be at home wishing I could vacation but now I'm in the Caymans we dressed like some caveman
Let me slow it down while i clown not adjacent
To you bitches meaning we ain't on the same page
And I'm pacing don't come around shit dangerous
I don't even know how to place it

I washed and contained it flossed and I tamed it what is that fragrance out of your basement is it

A body is it a body is it a body or is it a body
I called up Fleeca to clean a deposit
And they waived the fee so I'm making a profit I run it in silence I shuffled the violence they're closing their eyelids And I got them up

She called me early to come hit them up and she asked me what's up and I told her what's up she told me that

I never knew that it would be so hard

I saw a murder today and I wasn't as scary as I thought I honestly think he deserved what he got if you're looking For comfort then look for me not if it's lead from a chop
Then it's a lead from a chap men these Niggas don't care if you're ready or not so invest in a chop or invest in a Crop or invest in a map or invest in a plat or invest on your plot manifest you some Guap

I ate an aorta
I didn't even order
We took your supporters
And made Em support us

I set a contingency if niggas short us
I want it in full, you get killed for a quarter

My vision is sort of
A mix of misfortune, with innocent motives but still i was tortured
I did what they told us, and still as they
Mold us, i break from the order and told Em promote us

I was sitting in the driveway thinking about if it's Niggas inside my G a lock
With a one to the nine if

I run to the door then I'm coming inside I see a lot of you running from pride but it kept me alive and I'm ready to Die I'm ahead of you guys in a scary
I'm not even branding your time and it's like how can I keep you fed on your time I can play with your game and Get better with my need some red on my prime I'm ahead of my

Mike

I'm ahead of my class I'm ahead of my time I got red in my eyes I'm a whole different guy i get better with time i Shoot dead every time
I got Veteran ties, i don't want no more lies
They say they got beef I want double with fries if you hop in my lane better stick to the sides

I told your bitch she should stick with the guys I got some shit like you wish you would die
My Nigga dex want Omelette du fromage I gotta stress that I don't do massage
Cuz I want these Niggas to get the mess-age
And trusting these Niggas will not be advised because these Niggas ill and ill be advised
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Writer: Aarmond Cook
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