paroles de chanson 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

20 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, she'll 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 like to propose a toast
Quiet and she solid on side me, don't do the most (don't get out of line)

20 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'll 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)

20 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-P Playin' with me