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letra de body - kevin gates

[intro]
(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 s-xy
check out her body, check out her body, yeah

[chorus]
twenty on your head, you just worth a camaro
ayy, f-ck 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, f-ck you doin’ playin’ with me?
[verse 1]
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, sh-ll catcher with a stockin’ on her
big booty, dark skin, everybody plottin’ on us
big ol’ long d-ck, i stuff it between her walls (ooh-ooh)
she freaky, it ain’t no secret, in public, she in my drawers (d-mn)
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)

[chorus]
twenty on your head, you just worth a camaro (vroom)
ayy, f-ck 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, f-ck you doin’ playin’ with me?

[verse 2]
i just made a milf dance, i said, “ooh, that b-tch r-t-rded”
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 desp-cio
into calisthenics, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no six-pack
keep your girl away from me, you never get your b-tch 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)
[chorus]
twenty on your head, you just worth a camaro (vroom)
ayy, f-ck 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, f-ck you doin’ playin’ with me?

[outro]
p-p-p-playin’ with me

- kevin gates

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