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Body Bag (Remix)

Fabolous

There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music Mixtape


Yo Fab what up nigga
Funeral Service, Killa Season, Slime Flu
Lot of shit going on
Let's get ready to go in though

Huh, I said, ice in a ceramic van?
Dammit Cam, Cam is stuntin'
Weed in a picnic basket, bastard hit the panic button
Over a piece of paper, street sweepers, meat cleavers
Deep freezer, meet your maker, place your order, we the waiters
Coke, keep the? instigators? keep the flavours
Main course, meat potatoes, keep your favours, see ya later
The crew, Damier, black and grey, we the Raiders
Diamonds in my ear, please baby these are lasers, haters
Front on me? Huh, I doubt it punk
Pop the trunk, my goons, high noon, out to lunch
The D&G bag? That's where the weed stash
Keep cash, breeze past, fuck y'all, eat glass
My tank on full, ease gas
Stay on point with the white, (like who?) Steve Nash
Gun go in the waist, dun' dough, I get cake
Me and funeral Fab, front row at your wake

Hit 'em up, shotty blast, zipped up, body bag
Fifth tucked, then what? Bullets hit your body fast
We beatin' murderers with the same lawyer Gotti had
Tie him to a pick-up truck and watch his body drag

Funeral, Killa, this just got very scary
All the competitions in the cemetery buried
Jesus piece, rosary, black white canary jerry
Pardon me, it's the God in me, marry Mary
But all them long stairs stares ain't necessary, hear me?
Cannon with me, not the one Mariah Carey carry
I'm talking sawed offs and four fizzies
Fuck knocking on the door, to blow the doors off, its more easy
I'm at the top floor of the Wardarf, or Four Seazzys
Knick game, never caught off the floor seazzys
Tonight they lost, fault Lakers, ask Walt Frazier
We had a little bet, wouldn't say a vault breaker
But watch your mouth, I'm not the best insult taker
I make them call the yellow tapers and the chalk tracers
They got names for niggas like y'all, its called "fakers"
They should put anthrax in your salt shakers

Hit 'em up, shotty blast, zipped up, body bag
Fifth tucked, then what? Bullets hit your body fast
We beatin' murderers with the same lawyer Gotti had
Tie him to a pick-up truck and watch his body drag

In due time let your semi spray, they kidnap my slime
On a rainy day I got them back with two 9's and 20k
Timberland boxes of plenty yay, more squares than?
Our records carry? like a Fendi case. Huuhh!
Four five meetings make a long day
Rap Lebron James 23 a whole ball game
That's what we call cane, black rocks, all dames
No slaves, suit and jewels, pin stripe, ball chain. Haa!
Skinny nigga on his? shit
Benz doors go up like the arms on the Karate Kid
A cocky kid, no rappers but my pockets big
"Can I Live" bumpin' pumpin' out my mamas crib
Burners, mayhem murders
Gangland, double black suit, white tie off Space Jams
I'm causing funeral arrangements, make plans
I'm Paid In Full, y'all ain't rich like H-Man

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