[{"id":28001772,"name":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix)","trackName":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix)","artistName":"Offset","albumName":"KIARI:OFFSET","duration":193.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\nI'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\nI'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nThrow me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\nI'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nI keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\nI'm just bein' honest (In case)\nShe know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\nIt's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\nWho really gettin' it? Be honest (Hey)\nPosture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\nShe red like a pint\nI got racks in the bank\nAnd these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\nI up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\nNigga, shh, death or dishonor\nI think these niggas forgot where I came from\n'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\nI pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\nBitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\nTurn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\nNiggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\nNiggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\nStart up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\nShoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\nFeelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI catch a opp\nCut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\nTo hear the words come out my mouth\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nFuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\n(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nSleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n(Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n(Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\nTake a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nPut me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nAll about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nEarly in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\nNiggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n(Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\nFive in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\nLive and direct, live in the flesh\nI manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\nI could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\nYou sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nSwap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nMob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nCops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nAnother day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\nOoh, it's crazy holy father\nGod that shook with a ring and bell","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bodies (BNYX® Mix)\n  artist: Offset\n  album: KIARI:OFFSET\n  duration_ms: 193000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\n  I'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\n  I'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Throw me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\n  I'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\n  I'm just bein' honest (In case)\n  She know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\n  It's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\n  Who really gettin' it? Be honest (Hey)\n  Posture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\n  She red like a pint\n  I got racks in the bank\n  And these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\n  I up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\n  Nigga, shh, death or dishonor\n  I think these niggas forgot where I came from\n  'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\n  I pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\n  Bitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\n  Turn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\n  Niggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\n  Niggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\n  Start up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\n  Shoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n  (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\n  Feelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I catch a opp\n  Cut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\n  To hear the words come out my mouth\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"},{"id":25091523,"name":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix)","trackName":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix)","artistName":"Offset","albumName":"Bodies Floor Pack","duration":193.17551,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\nI'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\nI'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nThrow me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\nI'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nI keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\nI'm just bein' honest (In case)\nShe know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\nIt's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\nWho really gettin' it? Be honest (Hey)\nPosture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\nShe red like a pint\nI got racks in the bank\nAnd these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\nI up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\nNigga, shh, death or dishonor\nI think these niggas forgot where I came from\n'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\nI pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\nBitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\nTurn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\nNiggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\nNiggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\nStart up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\nShoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\nFeelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI catch a opp\nCut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\nTo hear the words come out my mouth\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nFuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\n(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nSleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n(Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n(Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\nTake a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nPut me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nAll about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nEarly in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\nNiggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n(Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\nFive in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\nLive and direct, live in the flesh\nI manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\nI could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\nYou sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nSwap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nMob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nCops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nAnother day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\nOoh, it's crazy holy father\nGod that shook with a ring and bell","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bodies (BNYX® Mix)\n  artist: Offset\n  album: Bodies Floor Pack\n  duration_ms: 193176\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\n  I'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\n  I'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Throw me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\n  I'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\n  I'm just bein' honest (In case)\n  She know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\n  It's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\n  Who really gettin' it? Be honest (Hey)\n  Posture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\n  She red like a pint\n  I got racks in the bank\n  And these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\n  I up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\n  Nigga, shh, death or dishonor\n  I think these niggas forgot where I came from\n  'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\n  I pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\n  Bitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\n  Turn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\n  Niggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\n  Niggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\n  Start up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\n  Shoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n  (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\n  Feelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I catch a opp\n  Cut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\n  To hear the words come out my mouth\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"},{"id":40089769,"name":"Bodies (BNYX(R) Mix)","trackName":"Bodies (BNYX(R) Mix)","artistName":"Offset","albumName":"KIARI:OFFSET","duration":193.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\nI'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\nI'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nThrow me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\nI'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nI keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\nI'm just bein' honest (In case)\nShe know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\nIt's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\nWho really gettin' it? Be honest (Hey)\nPosture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\nShe red like a pint\nI got racks in the bank\nAnd these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\nI up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\nNigga, shh, death or dishonor\nI think these niggas forgot where I came from\n'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\nI pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\nBitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\nTurn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\nNiggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\nNiggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\nStart up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\nShoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\nFeelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI catch a opp\nCut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\nTo hear the words come out my mouth\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nFuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\n(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nSleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n(Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n(Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\nTake a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nPut me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nAll about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nEarly in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\nNiggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n(Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\nFive in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\nLive and direct, live in the flesh\nI manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\nI could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\nYou sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nSwap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nMob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nCops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nAnother day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\nOoh, it's crazy holy father\nGod that shook with a ring and bell","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bodies (BNYX(R) Mix)\n  artist: Offset\n  album: KIARI:OFFSET\n  duration_ms: 193000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\n  I'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\n  I'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Throw me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\n  I'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\n  I'm just bein' honest (In case)\n  She know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\n  It's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\n  Who really gettin' it? 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Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; 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Let the bodies hit the floor)\nGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nFuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\n(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nSleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n(Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n(Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; 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Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"},{"id":26315302,"name":"Bodies (BNYX® mix) (instrumental)","trackName":"Bodies (BNYX® mix) (instrumental)","artistName":"Offset","albumName":"Bodies Floor Pack","duration":193.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\nI'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\nI'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nThrow me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\nI'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nI keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\nI'm just bein' honest (In case)\nShe know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\nIt's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\nWho really gettin' it? 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Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; 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Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"},{"id":24024446,"name":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix) [feat. 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Be honest (Hey)\nPosture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\nShe red like a pint\nI got racks in the bank\nAnd these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\nI up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\nNigga, shh, death or dishonor\nI think these niggas forgot where I came from\n'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\nI pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\nBitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\nTurn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\nNiggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\nNiggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\nStart up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\nShoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\nFeelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI catch a opp\nCut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\nTo hear the words come out my mouth\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nFuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\n(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nSleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n(Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n(Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\nTake a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nPut me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nAll about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nEarly in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\nNiggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n(Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\nFive in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\nLive and direct, live in the flesh\nI manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\nI could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\nYou sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nSwap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nMob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nCops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nAnother day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\nOoh, it's crazy holy father\nGod that shook with a ring and bell","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bodies (BNYX® Mix) [feat. 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Be honest (Hey)\n  Posture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\n  She red like a pint\n  I got racks in the bank\n  And these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\n  I up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\n  Nigga, shh, death or dishonor\n  I think these niggas forgot where I came from\n  'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\n  I pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\n  Bitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\n  Turn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\n  Niggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\n  Niggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\n  Start up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\n  Shoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n  (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\n  Feelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I catch a opp\n  Cut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\n  To hear the words come out my mouth\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"},{"id":38985889,"name":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix / Instrumental)","trackName":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix / Instrumental)","artistName":"Offset","albumName":"Bodies Floor Pack - EP","duration":193.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\nI'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\nI'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nThrow me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\nI'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nI keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\nI'm just bein' honest (In case)\nShe know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\nIt's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\nWho really gettin' it? Be honest (Hey)\nPosture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\nShe red like a pint\nI got racks in the bank\nAnd these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\nI up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\nNigga, shh, death or dishonor\nI think these niggas forgot where I came from\n'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\nI pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\nBitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\nTurn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\nNiggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\nNiggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\nStart up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\nShoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\nFeelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI catch a opp\nCut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\nTo hear the words come out my mouth\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nFuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\n(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nSleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n(Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n(Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\nTake a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nPut me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nAll about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nEarly in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\nNiggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n(Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\nFive in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\nLive and direct, live in the flesh\nI manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\nI could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\nYou sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nSwap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nMob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nCops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nAnother day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\nOoh, it's crazy holy father\nGod that shook with a ring and bell","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bodies (BNYX® Mix / Instrumental)\n  artist: Offset\n  album: Bodies Floor Pack - EP\n  duration_ms: 193134\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\n  I'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\n  I'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Throw me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\n  I'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\n  I'm just bein' honest (In case)\n  She know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\n  It's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\n  Who really gettin' it? Be honest (Hey)\n  Posture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\n  She red like a pint\n  I got racks in the bank\n  And these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\n  I up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\n  Nigga, shh, death or dishonor\n  I think these niggas forgot where I came from\n  'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\n  I pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\n  Bitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\n  Turn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\n  Niggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\n  Niggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\n  Start up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\n  Shoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n  (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\n  Feelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I catch a opp\n  Cut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\n  To hear the words come out my mouth\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"},{"id":38477057,"name":"Bodies (BNYX® mix) (instrumental)","trackName":"Bodies (BNYX® mix) (instrumental)","artistName":"Offset & JID","albumName":"Bodies Floor Pack","duration":193.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\nI'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\nI'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nThrow me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\nI'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nI keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\nI'm just bein' honest (In case)\nShe know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\nIt's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\nWho really gettin' it? Be honest (Hey)\nPosture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\nShe red like a pint\nI got racks in the bank\nAnd these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\nI up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\nNigga, shh, death or dishonor\nI think these niggas forgot where I came from\n'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\nI pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\nBitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\nTurn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\nNiggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\nNiggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\nStart up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\nShoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\nFeelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI catch a opp\nCut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\nTo hear the words come out my mouth\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nFuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\n(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nSleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n(Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n(Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; 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Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"},{"id":30098807,"name":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix) (feat. 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Let the bodies hit the floor)\nGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nFuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\n(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nSleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n(Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n(Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\nTake a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nPut me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nAll about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nEarly in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\nNiggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n(Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\nFive in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\nLive and direct, live in the flesh\nI manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\nI could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\nYou sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nSwap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nMob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nCops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nAnother day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\nOoh, it's crazy holy father\nGod that shook with a ring and bell","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bodies (BNYX® Mix) (feat. 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Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"},{"id":34252373,"name":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix)(Instrumental)","trackName":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix)(Instrumental)","artistName":"Offset","albumName":"JID","duration":193.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\nI'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\nI'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nThrow me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\nI'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\nI keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\nI'm just bein' honest (In case)\nShe know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\nIt's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\nWho really gettin' it? 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Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; 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Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"},{"id":34252374,"name":"Bodies (BNYX® Mix) (feat. 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Be honest (Hey)\nPosture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\nShe red like a pint\nI got racks in the bank\nAnd these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\nI up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\nNigga, shh, death or dishonor\nI think these niggas forgot where I came from\n'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\nI pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\nBitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\nTurn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\nNiggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\nNiggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\nStart up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\nShoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\nFeelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI catch a opp\nCut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\nTo hear the words come out my mouth\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nFuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\n(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nSleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n(Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n(Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\nTake a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nPut me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nAll about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nEarly in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\nNiggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n(Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\nFive in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\nLive and direct, live in the flesh\nI manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\nI could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\nYou sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nSwap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nMob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nCops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nAnother day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\nOoh, it's crazy holy father\nGod that shook with a ring and bell","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bodies (BNYX® Mix) (feat. 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Be honest (Hey)\n  Posture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\n  She red like a pint\n  I got racks in the bank\n  And these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\n  I up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\n  Nigga, shh, death or dishonor\n  I think these niggas forgot where I came from\n  'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\n  I pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\n  Bitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\n  Turn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\n  Niggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\n  Niggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\n  Start up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\n  Shoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n  (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\n  Feelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I catch a opp\n  Cut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\n  To hear the words come out my mouth\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"},{"id":37879309,"name":"Bodies (BNYX Mix) [feat. 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Be honest (Hey)\nPosture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\nShe red like a pint\nI got racks in the bank\nAnd these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\nI up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\nNigga, shh, death or dishonor\nI think these niggas forgot where I came from\n'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\nI pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\nBitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\nTurn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\nNiggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\nNiggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\nStart up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\nShoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n(Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\nFeelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI catch a opp\nCut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\nTo hear the words come out my mouth\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n(Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nFuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\n(Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nSleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n(Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n(Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\nGo Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n(Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nYellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n(Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n(Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\nWalk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\nI got it, uh, uh\nI pick up a stick, aim at the heart\nPick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\nI feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\nLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\nUnlimited pull when attackin' the target\nI'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\nI'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIf he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nJust hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nI hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nThe coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\nWhy niggas shootin' at Ricky?\nNo runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\nHe crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\nI'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\nLord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\nTake a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nPut me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nAll about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nEarly in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n(Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\nNiggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n(Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\nFive in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\nLive and direct, live in the flesh\nI manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\nI could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\nYou sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nSwap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nMob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n(Let the bodies hit the-)\nCops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n(Let the bodies hit the floor)\nAnother day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n(Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\nLet the bodies hit the floor\n\nOoh, it's crazy holy father\nGod that shook with a ring and bell","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bodies (BNYX Mix) [feat. Drowning Pool]\n  artist: Offset\n  album: KIARI\n  duration_ms: 193000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm-\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells) I-I-I'm-\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha) I-I-I'm working on dying\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells) BNYX\n\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in\n  I'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If you want smoke then we cook niggas up like a omelette\n  I'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Throw me a sixty if I go to Magic or Onyx\n  I'm just bein' honest (Sixty)\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky\n  I'm just bein' honest (In case)\n  She know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken\n  It's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)\n  Who really gettin' it? Be honest (Hey)\n  Posture be givin', \"Be honest\" (Hey)\n  She red like a pint\n  I got racks in the bank\n  And these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)\n  I up on my rank 'cause I got niggas spanked\n  Nigga, shh, death or dishonor\n  I think these niggas forgot where I came from\n  'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts\n  I pull up Porsche, I think I'm James Bond (James Bond)\n  Bitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)\n  Turn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)\n  Niggas be bitin', they bitin' like Tyson (Rrr)\n  Niggas got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)\n  Start up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey)\n  Shoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), then shoot at your block\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor), and then shoot at your house\n  (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)\n  Feelin' like Bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I catch a opp\n  Cut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I go to Saudi, they send a jet and two million\n  To hear the words come out my mouth\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the South\n  (Yes, sir; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Fuck 'round and die, tryna get you some clout\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  (Oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I put a million dollars in two pockets (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary, ring them bells; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the Rocket\n  (Take'; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em\n  (Go; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, oh, Mary, oh, Martha; Let the bodies hit the floo)\n  Go Saint Laurent, VETEMENTS is what I'm rockin'\n  (Woo; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty\n  (Hey; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  (Oh, Mary; Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it\n\n  I got it, uh, uh\n  I pick up a stick, aim at the heart\n  Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)\n  I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks\n  Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark\n  Unlimited pull when attackin' the target\n  I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody\n  I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi'\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  I hop in the ride, inside it's a Hemi\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, fuck\n  Why niggas shootin' at Ricky?\n  No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50\n  He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city\n  I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  It's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few letters\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt\n  (Let's go; Let the bodies hit the- bodies hit the-)\n  Niggas bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt\n  (Bodies hit the- bodies- bodies-)\n  Five in your chest like you Ant-Man Edwards (Let's go)\n  Live and direct, live in the flesh\n  I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)\n  I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch\n  You sweet, get out the streets when niggas doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he Swizz Beatz (Let's go)\n  (Let the bodies hit the-)\n  Cops firin' and niggas is rattin' and eatin' cheese\n  (Let the bodies hit the floor)\n  Another day on the East, make'em fall to they knees\n\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the...(Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the floor\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n  (Bodies) Let the bodies hit the-\n  (Bodies hit the floor) Floor!\n  Let the bodies hit the floor\n\n  Ooh, it's crazy holy father\n  God that shook with a ring and bell\n"}]