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Amaarae - Body Count Lyrics

[Chorus: Gigi Atlantis]
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce
Don't worry bout' yo body count, ay

[Verse 1; Amaarae and Odunsi(The Engine)]
Fuck it up, eh fuck it up! eh eh
Fuck it up, eh fuck it up! eh eh
Fuck it up, eh fuck it up! eh eh
Fuck it up, eh fuck it up! eh eh
Fuck it, fuck it up!
Shawty and if u a bad bitch
Run it up woah woah
Run it, run it up! (run da money)
Run it up! run it Fuck it up!
Runnin in the club
Get it hyphy
Young rich n**** with the blade and the chains call me wifey That's not my man, that's my migo
Talk big money, yea he got a big ego
Big dick for me, then he fighting off the R.I.C.O
Quarter mil in court cases
Flew off to the fort, bored, betting on the races
Different hustle, different places
We got hoes in different area codes
Balmains fat looking like the big girbauds with the cash in em'
Had to back back call black hack (brr)
We on the jet (brr)
Rich sex (brr) when my nextel chirp, where the checks bitch? ay
Enough of this now we on to the next shit
Now I gotta pop a quarter mil for the next trip
[Chorus]
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce
Don't worry bout' yo body count, Let your body bounce

[Verse 2: Deto Black]
Fuck a body count, I let my body bounce
I ain't tryna fuck no n**** on the couch
I ain't tryna fuck no n**** on the ounce
Better throw it back sis, gotta let this body count
I know you saw me looking cute on the gram
Don't step if you ain't gotta plan
Don't step if you ain't gotta plan Don't step if you ain't gotta lamb
Don't step to me just because you see me with your man
And Tell those aunties I'm a bad bitch
Don't catch feelings
Boy u know say I be savage
And it must beeee
Your nigga on my line saying trust me
Cause I put it down
Spin it round
Touch the ground
Take the crown
Fuck it up without a sound
Shhh
Gotta Keep it on the low tho
Raw dinner, eat this pussy real slow ho
Mmm you know that I like that
Beat it up, it fight back, now you can catch a flight back
Got no time 4 chit chat
Tryna get the big stack
Triple double Big Mac
Gotta Feed the big cat
Sagittarius so you know that I'm a freak
Got a man but imma let you have a peek
It's a meal boy I know you used to treats
TNF, he wanna kick it every week