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Party that body
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Shake that body
Party that body
Come and have
a good time with G O D
I believe
there's a God above me
I'm just the God of everything else
I put hoes in everything else
New God Flow
fuck everything else
Supreme dope dealer
write it in BOLD LETTERS
They love a nigga spirit
like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha
ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good
with the yay as a wholeseller
I think it's good
that Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper
matched with a cold killer
I came up more
for more than just to
rhyme with him
Think '99
when Puff would've had
Shyne with him
matching Daytona's Rose Gold on us
Going Ham in Ibiza done
took a toll on us
Well since you over do it
imma pour more
Well if you going coupe
I'm going four door
Shake that body
Party that body
That's rare nigga
Party that body
Ric Flair nigga
Party that body
Yeah Nigga
Yeah
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Shake that body
Party that body
Come and have
a good time with G O D
Step on they necks
till they can't breathe
Claim they five stars
but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies
by three's
Lined them all up
and let's just see
Fuck 'em Ye
Fuck 'em Ye
I wouldn't piss on that nigga
with Grand Marnier'
They shit is shopping at Target'
My shit is luxury Balmain
I'm Balling
I'm all red
A nick sold in the park
then I want in
What's a king
without a crown nigga
What's a circus
without you clown niggas
What's a brick
from an outta town nigga
When you flood and
you can drown niggas
It's the GOOD Music
golden child
M A dollar sign can't nobody
hold me down
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Come and have
a good time with G O D
Hold up
I ain't trying to stunt man
But these Yeezys
jumped over the jump man
Went from most hated to
the champion god flow
I guess that's a feeling
only me and Lebron know
I'm living three dreams
Biggie Smalls'
Dr. King's
Rodney King's
Cause we can't get along
no resolution
Till we drown all these haters
rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars money girls
and the clothes
Aww man
you sold your soul
Naww man
mad people was frontin'
Aww man
made something from nothing
Picture working so hard
and you can't cut through
That can mess up
your whole life
like an uncle that touched you
What has the world come to
I'm from the 312
Where cops don't come through
and dreams don't come true
Like Where did God go
In his Murcielago
From working McDonald's
barely paying the car note
He even got enough to
get his mama a condo
Then they ran up and
shot him right in front of
his mom
40 killings in a weekend
40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot
you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service
if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes
Just follow my Erick Sermon
Moses not part
the water with the cane
Did strippers not make
an ark when I made it rain
Did Yeezy not get signed
by Hov and Dame
And went to Jacob and
made the new Jesus chains
In Jesus name
let the choir say
I'm on fire ay
that's what Richard Pryor say
And we annihilate
anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know
they admire Ye
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Shake that body
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Shake that body
Party that body
Come and have
a good time with G O D
GOOD Music
GOOD Music
GOOD Music
GOOD Music
And all my niggas say
GOOD Music
And all my ladies say
GOOD Music
I don't know
But I've been told
I don't know
But I've been told
If you get fresh
Get all the hoes
If you get fresh
Get all the hoes
I'm way fresher
than all my foes
I'm way fresher
than all my foes
Somebody please
pick out they clothes
Somebody please
pick out they clothes
And all my niggas say
GOOD Music
And all my ladies say
GOOD Music
Who running shit today
GOOD Music
Who running shit today
GOOD Music