Your Body (Explicit)

Your Body - The Hit Crew

Yes sir

Yes sir

Yes sir

Yes sir

I got new shoes on the ride

Rollin' down 95

And you can see in my eyes

That I'm lookin for a cutiepie

And we ain't gotta make love

And we can just cuddle up

But if she want me to beat it up

Then dammit I'll beat it up

My body your body

My body your body

My body your body

My body your body

I don't know why but the ladies call ol' baby blue the sticker

They take me and R**e me and make me they victim

I lick em and freak 'em if they married I see ya

If they look like wifey material then I keep 'em

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

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 atomi-ee

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

Rollin' down 95

And you can see in my eyes

That I'm lookin for a cutiepie

And we ain't gotta make love

And we can just cuddle up

But if she want me to beat it up

Then dammit I'll beat it up

My body your body

My body your body

My body your body

My body your body

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

Rollin' down 95

And you can see in my eyes

That I'm lookin for a cutiepie

And we ain't gotta make love

And we can just cuddle up

But if she want me to beat it up

Then dammit I'll beat it up

My body your body

My body your body

My body your body

My body your body

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 her girl

I got new shoes on the ride

Rollin' down 95

And you can see in my eyes

That I'm lookin for a cutiepie

And we ain't gotta make love

And we can just cuddle up

But if she want me to beat it up

Then dammit I'll beat it up

My body your body

My body your body

BIg Roach