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 [Chorus] 
Shake that body, party that body 
Shake that body, party that body 
Shake that body, party that body 
Come and have a good time with g-o-d 
[Pusha t 1] 
I believe there's a god above me 
I'm just the god of everything else 
I put hoes in everything else 
New god flow, fuck everything else 
Supreme dope dealer, write it in bold letters 
They love a nigga spirit like pac at the coachella 
They said pusha ain't fit with the umbrella 
But I was good with the yay as a wholeseller 
I think it's good that ye got a blow dealer 
A hot temper, matched with a cold killer 
I came up more, for more than just to rhyme with him 
Think '99, when puff would've had shyne with him 
(Matching daytona's rose gold on us) 
Going ham in ibiza done took a toll on us 
Well since you over do it, imma pour more 
Well if you going coupe, I'm going four door(wooo) 
[Chorus] 
Shake that body, party that body(that's rare nigga) 
Shake that body, party that body(ric flair nigga) 
Shake that body, party that body(yeah nigga) 
Come and have a good time with g-o-d(yeah) 
Shake that body, party that body(woaa) 
Shake that body, party that body(woaa) 
Shake that body, party that body(it's a new god flow) 
Come and have a good time with g-o-d 
[Pusha t 2] 
Step on they necks till they can't breathe 
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams 
They say death multiplies by three's 
Lined them all up and let's just see 
Fuck 'em ye, fuck 'em ye 
I wouldn't piss on that nigga with grand marnier' 
They shit is shopping at target' 
My shit is luxury balmain 
I'm balling, I'm all red 
A nick sold in the park then I want in 
What's a king without a crown nigga 
What's a circus without you clown niggas 
What's a brick from an outta town nigga 
When you flood and you can drown niggas 
It's the good music golden child 
M-a dollar sign can't nobody hold me down 
[Chorus] 
Shake that body, party that body 
Shake that body, party that body 
Shake that body, party that body 
Come and have a good time with g-o-d 
Hold up, I ain't trying to stunt, man 
But these new yeezys jumped over the jump man 
Went from most hated to the champion god flow 
I guess that's a feeling only me and lebron know 
I'm living three dreams 
Biggie smalls', dr. king's, rodney king's 
Cause we can't get along, no resolution 
Till we drown all these haters, rest in peace to whitney houston 
Cars, money, girls and the clothes 
Aww man, you sold your soul 
Naww man, mad people was frontin' 
Aww man, made something from nothing 
Picture working so hard, and you can't cut through 
That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you 
What has the world come to, I'm from the 312 
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true 
Like 'where did god go?' in his murcielago 
From working mcdonald's, barely paying the car note 
He even got enough to get his mama a condo 
Then they ran up and shot him right in front of his mom 
40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a week 
Man the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street 
Welcome to sunday service if you hope to someday serve us 
We got green in our eyes, follow my erick sermon 
Did moses not part the water with the cane? 
Did strippers not make an ark when I made it rain? 
Did yeezy not get signed by hov and dame? 
And went to jacob and made the new jesus chains? 
In jesus name, let the choir say 
'I'm on fire ay,' that's what richard pryor say 
And we annihilate anybody that violate 
Ask any dope boy you know, they admire ye 
[Chorus] 
Shake that body, party that body 
Shake that body, party that body 
Shake that body, party that body 
Come and have a good time with g-o-d 
Good music, good music, good music, good music 
And all my niggas say, good music 
And all my ladies say, good music 
I don't know what I've been told 
(I don't know what I've been told) 
If you get fresh, you get all the hoes 
(If you get fresh, you get all the hoes) 
I'm way fresher than all my foes 
(I'm way fresher than all my foes) 
Somebody please pick out they clothes 
(Somebody please pick out they clothes) 
And all my niggas say, good music 
And all my ladies say, good music 
Who running shit today, good music 
Who running shit today, good music  
 
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