[Intro: Pusha-T]

Yeah, yeah

What y'all wanna do?

What y'all wanna do?

C-L, I-P, S-E, N-E-R-D

What y'all wanna do?

[Verse 1: Pusha-T]

My coke money's in cleaners

Give it a fresh rinse

Jap bitch wit the tech, first line of defense

Pullin' up in the Ac', black shit with dents

Test our aim, we'll be speaking your name in past tense

Dress have you stressed till all black the scheme

Chest poor formation when I'm wit' my team

Stand on the back line, rope fit for kings

How we floss, high gloss, we living through your dreams

Death before dishonor, cut by katana

Play while I lay, bathhouse Tijuana

Getting fucked by Lana, hoes in the sauna

Like her ass though, but her head was the trauma

Arrogant for a reason, sex all season

Two chicks, one dick, the odds are uneven

Niggas die for treason, heart stop beating

Hang em from the lightpoles wintertime, when it's freezing

Take the safety off lock, forty cali' chrome cock

All I wanna hear, pows and pops

Send your last two breaths 'fore your breathin stop

Bodysnatch you, whether it's rhythm or ones

Bodysnatch you, whether grenade or guns

Yo to all of my rivals, hold you bitches liable

When it's time I'm pulling out my nine from the Bible

[Hook: Pusha-T, Pusha T & Magnum, Magnum]

I'ma catch your body tonight tonight

Give a fuck about the blue light blue light

Like you can't get debate the rhythm can't wait to get him

I'ma snatch your body tonight tonight

I'ma catch your body tonight tonight

Give a fuck about the blue light blue ligh

Like you can't get debate the rhythm can't wait to get him

I'ma snatch your body tonight tonight

[Verse 2: Magnum]

Yo, Hell Hath No Fury, look at my jewelry

Blew the fuck out like Jesus gave it to me

Virginia's where my spot be, NSX car keys

Don't try to take em, I'm twin Glock-ly

Eat you like broccoli, then spit the stems

Description, Liberace, fits the gems

Was six when I traveled, the young black Pharaoh

Walk you out your crib wit your lips around the barrel

Niggas wanna murder me, dirty me

Jesus died and rose at the age of thirty-three

Resurrection bitch, my protection bitch

Your head's about to have the Devil's numbers etched in, bitch

There's that bitch Annie, with the eyes that sandy

Girl of the supplier's brother, named Manny

Glock many tecs so security could scan me

Hit of the year, I better get a street Grammy

It's hot in this back seat, slut bitch fan me

There's that nigga, dressed in Miami

The voice of Tammy Lucas means I'm gon shoot this heater

And mack entire crews like Reba

My nigga Q-Ball, got eighty rounds to do y'all

Got a "weight" problem, can't wait to get to y'all

A genie is blasphemous, anthraxous

And who makes money, cleaning money, through taxes?

[Hook: Pusha-T, Pusha T & Magnum, Magnum]

I'ma catch your body tonight tonight

Give a fuck about the blue light blue light

Like you can't get debate the rhythm can't wait to get him

I'ma snatch your body tonight tonight

I'ma catch your body tonight tonight

Give a fuck about the blue light blue ligh

Like you can't get debate the rhythm can't wait to get him

I'ma snatch your body tonight tonight

[Verse 3: Malice]

You can catch me in the back of the club, wit a buzz

Wilding out frivolous, it's about ten of us

Cats they envy us, wanna bust, either them or us

What a rush when they make attempts to finish us

Can't diminish us, our plan too sinister

When it's all done and said, you in the need of ministers

I'm the nigga that you fear for wetting you up

Make you feel like everything's love and setting you up

We blown up, and these blocks got em sewn up

Niggas talking funny on my cell, hang the phone up

Chicks wit the blunts, pull the pump shotty outta your bunk

Body in a slump, either way, making em jump

We got pretty cars, key to the city ours

We the type to get a free lap dance, in titty bars

Y'all floss, nah, we flaunt like drugs ours

Sky's the limit, so we fly and touch stars

Fuck y'all, no good full of hate niggas

Rush up in your spot, where my where the cake niggas

Break niggas, wit the heat, penetrate niggas

And move it down south like my out of state niggas

Ill right? hit you wit two, now what it feel like?

Looking like some TV shit, but this is real life

Fuck, we got pies to slice, jewels to ice

Feel the wrath of this Clipse shit, lose your life

[Hook: Pusha-T, Pusha T & Magnum, Magnum]

I'ma catch your body tonight tonight

Give a fuck about the blue light blue light

Like you can't get debate the rhythm can't wait to get him

I'ma snatch your body tonight tonight

I'ma catch your body tonight tonight

Give a fuck about the blue light blue ligh

Like you can't get debate the rhythm can't wait to get him

I'ma snatch your body tonight tonight

I'ma catch your body tonight tonight

Give a fuck about the blue light blue light

Like you can't get debate the rhythm can't wait to get him

I'ma snatch your body tonight tonight

I'ma catch your body tonight tonight

Give a fuck about the blue light blue ligh

Like you can't get debate the rhythm can't wait to get him

I'ma snatch your body tonight tonight