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Beyonce - Body Marked Up Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne | Willy Northpole]
Subway in, subway in, subway in, sub—
Yeah

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem

[Verse 1: Willy Northpole]
I'm so gangsta wit' it, black rag, gangsta fitted
Tattoos for the land where the man say the gangstas did it
They say me, I kinda lie, I say I ain't did it
'Cause I'm a G and I go hard to the paint wit' it
I don't Harlem Shake (Nope), I don't snap fingers (Nope)
I spit club bangers, I clap at gangbangers, uh (Yeah)
I do it for the big bosses, Rick Rosses, Young Jeezys
Get it for you, hard white or green peazys
I'm the weatherman, snow chase the cheddar man
That butter on that popcorn get you robbed and popped on
Pants sang, black Dickies, got a couple esés wit' me
New York ghetto pass, all I gotta say is 50
I'm good on the West 'cause Spider Loc my rider folk
Out-of-towners come to Phoenix, we show you niggas how to smoke
Body tatted up the thug way, nigga
Like a (subway in, subway in, sub—), yeah
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem

[Verse 2: Willy Northpole]
Niggas wanna floss wit' ya tick tocks
Get robbed, get popped, especially if my shit flop
He flossin', that's his fault
That's the reason he got his clothes pushed backwards like Kris Kross
Back say Broadway, run up on you in broad day
The Phoenix Boys will make your block smooth like Sade
You better sing along and bring along a couple of friends
'Cause when them no remorse boys hop out a couple of vans
Check it, Willy never back down, better check the background
Got Lito in Sac-Town, niggas wanna chat now
I'm in the club wit' them thangs that pow-pow
Thug, turn around and keep dancin' to Bow Wow
You see them boys wit' tattoos street homies inked up
Willy Northpole, yes, so criminal linked up
I never been a joke (Yeah), I was into dope (Yeah)
Phoenix, I been a pope, ya boy been a loc
Body tatted Up the thug way, nigga
Like a (subway in, subway in, sub—), let's go
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem

[Verse 3: Willy Northpole]
Wife beater, bullet wounds swole nigga in a vest
Body marked, stab wounds, belly button to his chest
O.G., rest in peace, name tatted on his neck
B.G.'s in the gang, tats of his little set
Teardrop, both eyes, mafia bowties
For them young dudes in the pen to them old guys
Gangbangin' art room (Yeah), light green, spark fumes
Reggie tats, East Coast, West Coast, Cartoon

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem
Body, body marked up, body, body marked up
Like the subway in, subway in, subway in Harlem