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Wale - The Body feat. Jeremih [Official Music Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wale
Wale
Lead Vocals
Osinachi Nwaneri
Osinachi Nwaneri
Guitar
Jeremih
Jeremih
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cartier Grand
Cartier Grand
Songwriter
Kenneth Coby
Kenneth Coby
Songwriter
Olubowale Akintimehin
Olubowale Akintimehin
Songwriter
Jeremih
Jeremih
Songwriter
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wale
Wale
Executive Producer
Marce Reazon
Marce Reazon
Recording Engineer
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Executive Producer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Soundz
Soundz
Producer

Lyrics

Baby, you got a body like a Benz And I'm just trying to drive it once again Baby, you got a body like a Benz And I'm just trying to drive it once again Shawty, can I fill your tank, yeah? I start off with that, "What you drinkin'?" Pardon if I'm road raging But I know you heard my drive is crazy Yeah, let me pace that with some patience Let me do it 'til I fill every void You're like a Maybach, thinking damn They ain't even make 'em like you no more It's like a high beam gleaming through your eye (bling) I adore you up, baby suicide A little wordplay, I'm hoping I can make you smile 'Least until I'm out of line like a DUI Girl, you remind me of my Jeep Can I see what's up with that G-Wagon? Can I take you off of these streets? To the side of me, I'm trying to see your hazards Trying to be with the baddest, won't be the fastest Gotta make it last, I hope you comfortable I need to get to you, you're like a '62 A little work then it's curtains when I'm skrrting through Came through in the group, trying to leave in the coupe That mean I gots a few, but I believe in you Trying to chase the cat, know I'm killing it, dawg You ain't feeling me naw, that mean I don't need the roof You remind me of my Jeep, I wanna ride it You something like my car I got the keys to them, I need the keys to you You put on a show, you don't need no clothes Give me little bit more, always take it slow I know you don't wanna stop, I'm trying to make it go Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose Baby, you got a body like a Benz And I'm just trying to drive it once again Baby, you got a body like a Benz And I'm just trying to drive it once again A good woman is scarce to us And I wasn't prepared to love I know it sound crazy, but your miles scare me I'm just here 'cause your character good (truth be told) A good nigga is rare to her (truth be told) You heard it all, but hear this love One night with dude, I be the reason you cool So let me know am I clear enough, yeah, what's up? Way I, way I, that's the way I think Shawty straight like a concept on Bayonne Street In the morning I slide over, she needs a ride, I'm like "Tight, let's keep it AMG" Sliding down, precipitating is straight Top down, let me kiss your physique I'm digging your fleek, I'm checkin' your gear Can tell you had a good year, spent a grip on your feet She like when I drive it, I like it in park Pull that thing over, you likely to sore I got her floating like riding on stars So I keep it GPS, see where this going? Nothing will stop it, I slide in no prob Ch-ch-chop it, my swipe your parts Sex is her weapon, my snake in her garden So know when I'm not here, the viper is on You put on a show, you don't need no clothes Give me little bit more, always take it slow I know you don't wanna stop, I'm trying to make it go Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose Baby, you got a body like a Benz And I'm just trying to drive it once again Baby, you got a body like a Benz And I'm just trying to drive it once again Baby, you got a body like a Benz And I'm just trying to drive it once again Baby, you got a body like a Benz And I'm just trying to drive it once again
Writer(s): R Kelly, Kenneth Coby, Olubowale Akintemehin, Jeremih, Cartier Grand Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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