About Me

[Verse 1:]
Niggas don't want it cause I play full throttle
When I bust 'em in the head with a Grey Goose bottle
Then I proceed blow trees with a model
And she bet not speak if her neck don't swallow
Slob on my knob like them Three Six niggas
I flow so hard she get seasick nigga
Ride twenty fourth talkin deep dish nigga
My name stay in front like a prefix nigga
Keep Hardbody in your mouth like a hiccup
Get your swallow on and you bet not spit up
She could fill me all up in the stomach like a sit up
Big meat, dick deep, fuck a chick and rib up
Head nigga runnin' shit, something like the president
Landlord homeboy, y'all just a resident
Started making beats in '98 but that's irrelevant
Now I'm getting money touching places that you never went
You are not a challenge bro, I'm pushing the challenger
Six point one hand me four-five caliber
Smashing melons I'm an '09 Gallagher
Better hit the breaks blow smoke from my caliber
You niggas bitch made so you always dying
Took an eight, made it 24 K. Bryant
Yellow brick road to the booth and I'm flying
Go and see the wizard for some heart cause you lying
My life good so I can't be mad
I'm living petal to the metal whipping 'llacs and Jags
On the curb like a herb flagging taxi cabs
You get pussy once a month like a maxi pad
Nigga, you should move on cause we too strong
Fucking big head nigga Jimmy Neutron
I'm in the booth right now with my tool on[?]
And my little blood stay rouge like Moulin
I got a clique of pitbulls that bark in the night
And if you're stepping on my J's, I'm starting a fight
I ain't parking whips nigga I'm parking your life
And lightning strike twice bright when it spark from the pipe
Trunk thundering, bass I'm booming it loud
I'm rolling kush puffing smoke like cumulus clouds
Spitting fluent, I maneuver I'm moving them crowds
I didn't do it when I done, I'm doing it now
You niggas fucking with these bitches tryna ditty-bop
I don't trust a pretty face I keep my semi cocked
These bitches tryna catch stars like Mr. Spock
I bet she's walking back home if she missed the spot
Pussy fat yeah that private thick
So she get investigated by my private dick
Best believe she a ten that's my kind of chick
You crunch numbers, catch me in a five or six, nigga

[Chorus]
You want something to talk about, talk about me
You know the game ain't nothing, without me
You gon' see me til your eyes get sore
I couldn't sit back and watch the game die no more, ugh
(It's Hardbody)x3
Just remember by name is Hardbody

[Verse 2]
Blunt full of haze, eyes red like sensi
And this beef turn your brains into mince meat
He try to say that he the king up against me?
I put kings underground like Pimp C
I'm a psycho, spaz and I might blow
Semi-automatic life insurance like Geico
Two-seven-zero cal Winchester rifle
Take a trunk up out a motherfucker like lipo
I'm touching white sands hot but a froze up
Sipping Hennessy and Coke til I throws up
Pull up in the hemi stunting with them [?]
Bitches keeping game and you lame so they chose up
Me and hip-hop we needed a change
But that's my bitch and I'ma take it back simple and plain
So in 2010 I'ma kindle the flame
Talk about me all you want just remember my name is Hardbody

[Chorus]