Letra de Body - Kevin Gates

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)

I'm metaphoric (For real)

Check out her body, check out her body, yeah

(Look like DJ Chose)

I just wanted to make it sexy

Check out her body, check out her body, yeah

Twenty on your head, you just worth a Camaro

Ayy, fuck your shooter, I put him on some apparel (Oh)

She held it down, I took her down to Miami

Then I re-did her body, check out her body, yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Spinnin' in a Camry, we lookin' for yo' family, yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Got more bodies than Miami, fuck you doin' playin' with me?

Skippin' on a body, homie

She got them bodies on her

Strapped around her, showed the clip, the waist, it look like body armor

Fresh nail-polish, shell catcher with a stockin' on her

Big booty, dark skin, everybody plottin' on us

Big ol' long dick, I stuff it between her walls (Ooh-ooh)

She freaky, it ain't no secret, in public, she in my drawers (Damn)

Take a look around, who you? Where you come from? (Yeah)

A lot of stacks and rubber bands, do you want some? (Do you want some?)

You just hold it down, and I might take you to London

"Sak pase," might take you to London

Now, I might like to propose a toast

Quiet and she solid on side me, don't do the most (Don't get out of line)

Twenty on your head, you just worth a Camaro (Vroom)

Ayy, fuck your shooter, I put him on some apparel (Pew)

She held it down, I took her down to Miami

Then I re-did her body, check out her body, yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Spinnin' in a Camry, we lookin' for yo' family, yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Got more bodies than Miami, fuck you doin' playin' with me?

I just made a milf dance, I said, "Ooh, that bitch retarded"

And I know it got a name, but, I don't know what to call it

When I pull her hair and hit her from the back, she go to talkin'

I just whisper to her softly, I say, "Dímelo cantando"

Now, we cross the water, shawty pregnant with two daughters

Lila encanto, mami, dámelo despacio

Into calisthenics, I ain't talkin' 'bout no six-pack

Keep your girl away from me, you never get your bitch back

Drums go to hittin', I ain't talkin' like no bongo

Silverback gorilla concreted in the jungle

Heavily tatted, ain't no duckin' from Brasi, I mean

I'm out my body, I'm out my body, yeah

Thinkin' this reminded me of Bonnie and Clyde

Tell me, have you ever knew a love like mine? (Mm)

Twenty on your head, you just worth a Camaro (Vroom)

Ayy, fuck your shooter, I put him on some apparel (Pew)

She held it down, I took her down to Miami

Then I re-did her body, check out her body, yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Spinnin' in a Camry, we lookin' for yo' family, yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Got more bodies than Miami, fuck you doin' playin' with me?

P-P-P-Playin' with me

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