"TAKE A LOOK" lyrics
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book, I'm—
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body— bo— bo—
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book, I'm—
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this—
Doomshop, motherfucker
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book, I'm—
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body— bo— bo—
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book
I'm new to this, I take my time
I gotta see what is inside
Split you open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book
I'm new to this, I take my time
I gotta see what is inside
I'm used to shooting guns and shit
But now I'm cutting up a bitch
We switching up the tactics
Takes a little bit of practice
I left many tracks to find
Like blood and shells and brains outside
I think they got my finger tips
I rip them up and burn them, bitch
I gotta keep on movin', got a race, I gotta win
And when I win this fuckin' race I'm gonna be the fuckin' man
The public giving me your nickname
Freddie, mane, he's so insane
How the fuck he do this shit? Do he even have a soul?
He used to use a pole, and now he's choppin' up the block
He's ready for the mob, they say the people better flock
It's dangerous to go outside, they say he lost his .45
Never ever see his face, man, your presence ain't your grace
Honestly, it is a waste, [?] bet your place
With all my tools I set him loose
So please don't get me, fuckin' fool
Split you open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book
I'm new to this, I take my time
I gotta see what is inside
I'm used to shooting guns and shit
But now I'm cutting up a bitch
We switching up the tactics
Takes a little bit of practice
Split you open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book
I'm new to this, I take my time
I gotta see what is inside
I'm used to shooting guns and shit
But now I'm cutting up a bitch
We switching up the tactics
Takes a little bit of practice
I'm learning from this body book, I'm—
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body— bo— bo—
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book, I'm—
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this—
Doomshop, motherfucker
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book, I'm—
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body— bo— bo—
Open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book
I'm new to this, I take my time
I gotta see what is inside
Split you open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book
I'm new to this, I take my time
I gotta see what is inside
I'm used to shooting guns and shit
But now I'm cutting up a bitch
We switching up the tactics
Takes a little bit of practice
I left many tracks to find
Like blood and shells and brains outside
I think they got my finger tips
I rip them up and burn them, bitch
I gotta keep on movin', got a race, I gotta win
And when I win this fuckin' race I'm gonna be the fuckin' man
The public giving me your nickname
Freddie, mane, he's so insane
How the fuck he do this shit? Do he even have a soul?
He used to use a pole, and now he's choppin' up the block
He's ready for the mob, they say the people better flock
It's dangerous to go outside, they say he lost his .45
Never ever see his face, man, your presence ain't your grace
Honestly, it is a waste, [?] bet your place
With all my tools I set him loose
So please don't get me, fuckin' fool
Split you open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book
I'm new to this, I take my time
I gotta see what is inside
I'm used to shooting guns and shit
But now I'm cutting up a bitch
We switching up the tactics
Takes a little bit of practice
Split you open, gotta take a look
I'm learning from this body book
I'm new to this, I take my time
I gotta see what is inside
I'm used to shooting guns and shit
But now I'm cutting up a bitch
We switching up the tactics
Takes a little bit of practice
