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Your Body

Yes sir

Yes sir

Yes sir

Yes sir

I got new shoes on the ride

(Yes sir)

Rollin' down 95

(Yes sir)

And you can see in my eyes

(Yes sir)

That I'm lookin' for a cutiepie

(Yes sir)

And we ain't gotta make love

(Yes sir)

And we can just cuddle up

(Yes sir)

But if she want me to beat it up

(Yes sir)

Then dammit, I'll beat it up

(Yes sir)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

I don't know why

But the ladies call ol' Baby Blue the sticker

They take me and rape me and make me they victim

I lick ‘em and freak 'em, if they married I sleek

If they look like wifey material, then I keep 'em

Stuntin' through the city tryin' to find a lady who's

Beautiful, but she gotta have booty too

Baby Blue gonna let you do what you wanna do

You can feel on it if you really want to

Get a taste of the salami

Knock, knock, knock, knock you down like a tsunami

Bust in you like atomic

I'mma ahead of my class, gettin' head in the jag

Look in the duffle bag see Benjamin heads on the cash

I got new shoes on the ride

(Yes sir)

Rollin' down 95

(Yes sir)

And you can see in my eyes

(Yes sir)

That I'm lookin' for a cutiepie

(Yes sir)

And we ain't gotta make love

(Yes sir)

And we can just cuddle up

(Yes sir)

But if she want me to beat it up

(Yes sir)

Then dammit, I'll beat it up

(Yes sir)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

Top down, blue star tag

Ol' Master bear skin rugs in the Jag

Spectac with the bad chick in the back

Tryin' ta beat it up like an Everlast punching bag

Hotter than a Bisquick biscuit out the oven

Your baby mama 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 she catch back spasms

But she love when she get the back to back orgasms

Yes sir, the game is automatic, give it to 'em one time

They come back like addicts

I got new shoes on the ride

(Yes sir)

Rollin' down 95

(Yes sir)

And you can see in my eyes

(Yes sir)

That I'm lookin' for a cutiepie

(Yes sir)

And we ain't gotta make love

(Yes sir)

And we can just cuddle up

(Yes sir)

But if she want me to beat it up

(Yes sir)

Then dammit, I'll beat it up

(Yes sir)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

Well let me step up in this thang

Right lookin', smellin' good

Lookin' good, Spec and Baby Blue and Pleasure 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

Park outside minglin wit' my homeboys

Faked out, fake hugs leave me alone boy

Plus the candy lookin' good enough to eat

You can tell by the way the girls actin' ‘cross the street

But on the other hand

Alfalfa just hit me on my Metro

Say a party in the park hard, baby let's go

The balla tick no questions asked

So I jumped out the white Jag

Smooth like Shaq come here girl

I got new shoes on the ride

(Yes sir)

Rollin' down 95

(Yes sir)

And you can see in my eyes

(Yes sir)

That I'm lookin' for a cutiepie

(Yes sir)

And we ain't gotta make love

(Yes sir)

And we can just cuddle up

(Yes sir)

But if she want me to beat it up

(Yes sir)

Then dammit, I'll beat it up

(Yes sir)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

My body, your body

(It's burnin' up)

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