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Latto - My Body (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Latto
Latto
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alyssa Stephens
Alyssa Stephens
Songwriter
Keith D Sweat
Keith D Sweat
Songwriter
Scott Fitzgerald
Scott Fitzgerald
Songwriter
Paul Dawson
Paul Dawson
Songwriter
Alicia Renee Williams
Alicia Renee Williams
Songwriter
Gerald Thomas
Gerald Thomas
Songwriter
Alvin Isaacs II
Alvin Isaacs II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ghost-Kid
Ghost-Kid
Producer
Tha Genius
Tha Genius
Co-Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Joey Galvan
Joey Galvan
Engineer

Lyrics

On, on, on and on, on (Ghost Kid the producer) I just walked up in the club, I'm finna catch (a body) Shinin' like the diamonds on my neck (I body) When he goin' under, hold his breath (my body) They know I always keep it wet, from my sex to VVS Too much blessings to be stressed (I body) Not them hoes and I ain't worried 'bout my ex (he's a nobody) I'm just tryna catch the next (body) Drive my body crazy I'm tryna leave the club and let you do my body (uh) Wake up in it like a new Bugatti Know these bitches hate to see me winning But ain't shit that they could do about it Off the Henny, I'm too toxic (uh) I don't give a damn who watching Pussy wet, chain VVS That's big drip like two faucets Shit too easy Blueface, I make this shit look easy (look easy) Call me when you need it If you want it, say it like you mean it Henny turn me to a demon I just walked up in the club, I'm finna catch (a body) Shinin' like the diamonds on my neck (I body) When he goin' under, hold his breath (my body) They know I always keep it wet, from my sex to VVS Too much blessings to be stressed (I body) Not them hoes and I ain't worried 'bout my ex (he's a nobody) I'm just tryna catch the next (body) Drive my body crazy Body to body, I tell him what he wanna hear I'm talkin' that shit in his ear If I let him hit it, can't leave outta here We make a movie that never premiere We grown (grown), I took a few shots of Patron He get in them drawers and cut the radio off, wanna hear when I moan Boss bitch, got my own shit, plus I handle my business Want a real nigga, need a trill nigga that gon' stay out his feelings (stay out his feelings) He know what I need, I tell him "Get in it" This pussy lean and I got him sippin' (yeah) That boy a fiend, I fill his prescription (yeah) He hate when I'm trippin' Better not tell nobody (nobody) Fold and flip me over, origami (I body) Said "I'm on the way", that mean I'm coming (yeah, yeah) This shit wet, I leave a mess I'm just tryna catch the next I just walked up in the club, I'm finna catch (a body) Shinin' like the diamonds on my neck (I body) When he goin' under, hold his breath (my body) They know I always keep it wet, from my sex to VVS Too much blessings to be stressed (I body) Not them hoes and I ain't worried 'bout my ex (he's a nobody) I'm just tryna catch the next (body) Drive my body crazy Nobody I body Drive my body crazy
Writer(s): Durrell Babbs, Antonio Dixon, Damon Thomas, Harvey William Jr Mason, Steven L Russell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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