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Body Yo Body
Baby Bash, Frankie J, Paula DeAnda, Kap-G
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Ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh
I'ma body your body, body your body
Dámelo, papi
Como te gusta, baby
I'ma body your body, body your body
Dámelo, papi
Dámelo, mami
Dámelo, papi
I'ma body your body, body your body
Dámelo, papi
Dámelo, mami
Dámelo, papi
Dámelo, mami
Yeah, she know what it is when I pull up
Blowin' on flowers, not no two love
Keep her kitty wet, so I need my scuba
'Cause I'ma tear that birthday suit up
Make her body spray when I hit her with the ruler
Talkin' real nasty, I get her attitude up
Stir it up slow, now it's gettin' screwed up
Knockin' through the door, laced her boots up
'Cause we gon' get naked like Adam and Eve
You gon' be bussin', you better believe it
Multiple O's that you never achieved
Over some music and smokin' some weed
And ooh, girl, I can't wait to put your legs over my shoulder
Always givin' you that real love, so you know when I come over
It's goin' down all type of ways (Ugh)
Get your body hotter than a microwave (Ugh)
Run up in your soul and let you ride the wave
Get up in your rhythm, let your body play
It's your life and my life together, it's highlights
I'm makin' you my wife, let's go live that high life
I'ma body your body, body your body
Dámelo, mami
I'ma body your body, body your body
Dámelo, mami (Body your body)
Body your body, body your body (Body your body, baby)
Dámelo, mami (Dámelo)
I'ma body your body, body your body
Dámelo, mami
After we do it, we gon' do it again
She got that comeback, yeah
Make a nigga wanna come back, yeah
Twenty round, we can run it down
Make a nigga wanna cuff that, yeah
Ridin' trucks under Malibu
Flyin' high, high altitude
I'ma put it in your stomach too
I'ma body that channel too
I can tell she on that freaky shit
Yeah, I peep the shit (I know it)
I can tell she on that picky shit
Sendin' me freaky pics (I know it)
She want me to pull up the beat and shit
But she don't wanna be my chick, yeah
But she keep on sayin' she need the dick
Make me wanna leave my chick
But nah, I just snap back to my senses (Snap back, snap back)
Go to work on that pussy just like some dirty dishes (Go to work)
Diamonds on refrigerator, fuck her in the kitchen (In the kitchen)
Beat the breast out of that pussy like a photo engine
You know when I'm in it, yeah
I'ma body your body, body your body
Dámelo, mami
I'ma body your body, body your body
Dámelo, mami (Body your body)
Body your body, body your body (Body your body, baby)
Dámelo, mami (Dámelo)
I'ma body your body, body your body
Dámelo, mami
After we do it, we gon' do it again
Cómo me prendes con esa faldita que ya quiero hacerte el amor
Tú me conoces y niña lo sabes que siempre te doy lo mejor
Cómo me prendes con esa faldita que ya quiero hacerte el amor
Tú me conoces y niña lo sabes que siempre te doy lo mejor
She know what it is when I pull up (Ella lo sabe)
She know what it is when I pull up (Ella lo sabe)
She know what it is when I pull up (Ella lo sabe)
She know what it is when I pull up (Ella lo sabe)
Dámelo, papi
I'ma body your body, body your body
Dámelo, papi
Dámelo, mami
Dámelo, papi
Dámelo, mami