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Your Body
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Past 7 Days
Your Body was discovered most frequently at around 5 seconds into the song during the past week

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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yes, sir, yes, sir
Yes, sir, yes, sir
[Verse 2]
I got new shoes on my ride (Yes, sir)
Rollin' down ninety five (Yes, sir)
And you can see in my eye (Yes, sir)
That I'm lookin' for a cutie pie (Yes, sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (Yes, sir)
And we can just cuddle up (Yes, sir)
And if you don't want to cuddle up (Yes, sir)
Then, baby, we can make love (Yes, sir)
[Verse 3]
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
[Verse 4]
I don't know why, but the ladies call him baby blue, the stick game
They take me and make me and make me they victim
I leash them and teach them
If they married I sneak them
If they look like wifey material, then I keep them
Stuntin' through the city tryna find a lady who's
Beautiful, but she gotta have booty too
Baby blue don't let you do what you want to do
You can jump on me if you really want to
Dressed up in Armani, knock, knock, knock, at your door, like a prom date
Let me meet your mommy
I'm ahead of my class havin' a blast
Yeah, I barely passed, but I'm still pushin' a jag
[Verse 5]
I got new shoes on my ride (Yes, sir)
Rollin' down ninety five (Yes, sir)
And you can see in my eye (Yes, sir)
That I'm lookin' for a cutie pie (Yes, sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (Yes, sir)
And we can just cuddle up (Yes, sir)
And if you don't want to cuddle up (Yes, sir)
Then, baby, we can make love (Yes, sir)
[Verse 6]
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
[Verse 7]
Yeah, top down, blue star team
Old master bear skin rugs in the jag
Expect that with a bad chick in the back
Tryna hit her up like an Everlast punching bag
Hotter than a Bisquick biscuit out the oven
Your baby momma go on missions to get this lovin', we
Kissin' and huggin', she never pick her phone up
You be lookin' for her while we doin' the grown up
She complain when I'm out on tour
How I never get the call or come around no more
Yes, sir, the game is automatic
Give me two at one time then come back like addicts
[Verse 8]
I got new shoes on my ride (Yes, sir)
Rollin' down ninety five (Yes, sir)
And you can see in my eye (Yes, sir)
That I'm lookin' for a cutie pie (Yes, sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (Yes, sir)
And we can just cuddle up (Yes, sir)
And if you don't want to cuddle up (Yes, sir)
Then, baby, we can make love (Yes, sir)
[Verse 9]
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
[Verse 10]
Well, let me step up in this thing, right
Look and smellin' good, lookin' good
Smack me, baby, you're a peasant, fool (That's all we got)
Let me drop my top, pull up in the parking lot
Grab a grape soda, bag of chips (That's all I got)
Walk outside real **** with my home boys
Fake daps, fake hug, leave me alone boy
Plus, they catch me lookin' good enough to eat
You can tell by the way the girls act across the street
But on the other hand, I'm far from this, just hit me on my metro cell
Party in the bar hard, baby, let's go
The plot was thick, no questions asked
So, I jumped out the white jag, smooth like, come here girl
[Verse 11]
I got new shoes on my ride (Yes, sir)
Rollin' down ninety five (Yes, sir)
And you can see in my eye (Yes, sir)
That I'm lookin' for a cutie pie (Yes, sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (Yes, sir)
And we can just cuddle up (Yes, sir)
And if you don't want to cuddle up (Yes, sir)
Then, baby, we can make love (Yes, sir)
[Verse 12]
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
My body, your body (Burnin' up)
Written by: Corey Mathis, D.Baker, Diamond Smith, James Scheffer, Joseph Smith, Marcus Cooper, Spectacular Smith, Static Major
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