Your Body lyrics

Artist  : Pretty Ricky 
Song : Your Body



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 Yes sir

Yes sir

Yes sir

Yes sir



[Chorus]

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)



[Baby Blue]

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 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



[Chorus]

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.



[Chorus]

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)



[Slick 'Em]

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 (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)