My Body Lyrics by Fredo Bang (feat. BOG Vonnie)
I love a girl that keep my mind racing
I could tell it’s good just off your conversation
Yeah, I’m not stoppin’ till you’re mine, baby
Tryna hit you with that nine, baby
Why would we wait, that’s only time wasted
She was a good girl
She barely go to clubs
I changed her life now she like fuckin’ on a thug
Bitch bad, I’m on her skin just like Dove
I told her she my light, I’m tryna leave it on her butt
I got a bad bitch in my ride (Yes, sir)
Rolling down 95 (Yes, sir)
And you can see it in her eyes (Yes, sir)
That she don’t ever want another guy (Yes, sir)
And we ain’t gotta make love (Yes, sir)
We can just cuddle up (Yes, sir)
But if she want me to beat it up (Yes, sir)
Damn it, I’ma beat it up (Yes, sir)
My body, your body
My body, your body
My body, your body
My body, your body
That outside dick keep them hoes sick
CashApp or Zelle, he know I’m jumping on it
That outside dick keep them hoes sick
CashApp or Zelle, he know I’m jumping on it
Baby got her own, she quick to tell you she don’t need you
Plus the credit good, she a keeper
She might flirt but she ain’t fuckin’, she a teaser
She like to take her time, she a Libra
I’m in her water, got her bussin’ like a bubble
She won feel it, she start slidin’ off the rubber
I got a girl but that worth the trouble
You way too bad to be flirting undercover
(He got a bitch but I ain’t worried ’bout her)
(He got a bitch but I ain’t worried ’bout her)
I got a bad bitch in my ride (Yes, sir)
Rolling down ’95 (Yes, sir)
And you can see it in her eyes (Yes, sir)
That she don’t ever want another guy (Yes, sir)
And we ain’t gotta make love (Yes, sir)
We can just cuddle up (Yes, sir)
But if she want me to beat it up (Yes, sir)
Damn it, I’ma beat it up (Yes, sir)
My body, your body
My body, your body
My body, your body
My body, your body
(He got a bitch but I ain’t worried ’bout her)
(He got a bitch but I ain’t worried ’bout her)