Body Parts Lyrics - Migos

Yah! 

Young rich nigga 

Migos in the building 

Young rich nigga shit, man 

Fuck wrong with these niggas man... 

Go! 

Yo' bitch wanna fuck the squad 

Cause she see exotic cars 

Them niggas hating on your boy 

Bow, bow, gruow, gruow 

We got body parts 

Young rich nigga tryna see a milli 

I got niggas that'll get you for a meal ticket 

I know niggas that remix, re-rock the whole chicken 

I feel like the president, Richard Nixon 

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Gotta watch for them snake niggas plotting 

Young rich nigga 

I'm walking around with the rocket 

I ain't seen you in two years so how I fuck with you? 

I ain't even gon' touch you I'ma let my man's get you 

I pull up and pop in the trunk and it looking like hopscotch, big blocks 

Remember me hitting the juugs and licks, and ducking and dodging the cops 

I feel like 2Pac, it's me against the world and I can't be stopped 

It's me in the drop, came from holes in my sock, and now I got guap 

Gruow, gruow, gruow we got body parts 

I don't need no body guard, I just use my face card 

In the kitchen frying fishes, got to come with tartar sauce 

Call me Pastor Takeoff, healing niggas Peter Popoff 

I'm A1 nigga no stakes off 

Baking the birdies, I'm having a bake-off 

Extorting these niggas and money they pay off 

These niggas got work but ain't working they late off 

I hop out the Porsche like I'm Jeffrey Dahmer 

A living legend, Ronald McDonald 

My wrist terminator, but I am no Arnold 

Football Xans, I call 'em Hey Arnold 

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Fuck nigga talking hit 'em with extensions 

Throw 'em in the river now the nigga missing 

Fuck nigga tripping I pan 

I hit em with semi's he don't even see it 

If I catch a body I'm gonna be innocent 

Clear the whole scene and I'm leaving no witnesses 

Everybody get it even civilians 

The only people that I spare is the children 

I'm sending you niggas to take away your body parts 

Karate chop that nigga like it's martial-arts 

Shot that nigga left 'em at the park 

Put the pussy nigga on a milk carton 

My choppa banana-clipped, it got a knife 

Don't roll the dice nigga you risk your life 

I'm pouring up lean on your grave-site 

I throw him the bullet he catch it like Jerry Rice 

Ugh, fuck a bitch cause it's Thug Life 

Smoking good cause my plug right 

200k sold on my debut release 

200 felons locked up from the team 

Popping 200 bottles the day they release 

Yes, I am deceased, meaning I'm raiding from all of these sheets 

Get Rich or Die Tryin' keep that on repeat 

And all these bitches is trying to get on me 

And I fuck all of them hoes, got 2 cell phones, can't none of them call me