| Keep it up, I can’t get enough of you, that’s your real body, uh
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| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh
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| Keep it up, you won’t see enough of me, that’s your real body, uh
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| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body
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| Told you they only imperfections
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| That’s why when I address you, it’s only respect you
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| Got a story to tell
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| Every scar, every line on your hips is only hieroglyphs
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| I’m reading your walls, I’m beating your odds
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| I couldn’t help but notice that little oval-shaped birthmark on your hip
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| Or that mole located over your lip
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| I could overdose on you and go comatose and be a few hours late to everywhere I
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| gotta go
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| You the genuine article like a diamond made out of coal
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| Plus inside, you got a heart of gold
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| I could try to find every blemish and erase it
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| But I’d rather trace it
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| I promise I’m not impatient
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| Everything but your heart is entirely naked
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| Got you under a microscope, I’m fully focused
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| Eliminated all distractions and integrated all our passion, we finally made it
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| And now for the conversation, listen
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| Keep it up, I can’t get enough of you, that’s your real body, uh
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| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh
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| Keep it up, you won’t see enough of me, that’s your real body, uh
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| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body (That's my real body, yeah)
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| Thighs mimic strawberries
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| Ripe for the right picking
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| Rolls for your Thanksgiving
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| Full C, nappy, Hi-C drinking
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| Hit your stroke, boy, and go’n to me
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| Feel good to have no fear
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| Love it when you are near
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| Really, baby, fuck on me
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| Okay
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| Keep it up, I can’t get enough of you, that’s your real body, uh
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| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh
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| Keep it up, you won’t see enough of me, that’s your real body, uh
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| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body
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| Ah, ah
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| Mind if I go again?
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| I see your stripes and you earned 'em from fluctuation
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| I can’t wait to grip up, that’s enough to play with
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| We gon' knock off that stress, I know how your day went
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| And I love when you top me
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| Lookin' down like, «Damn, that shit sloppy»
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| I’m a nigga, but damn, I be papi
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| You don’t get it, but I talk that shit 'cause you love to hear it
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| Understand la panocha 'ta abierta
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| Tiramela pa' 'tras si estaría sé por
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| Te comeré la caja como un cerdo
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| Pero I’m a dog, seré tú perro
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| Supa
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| I want your real body
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| This a real body
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| I want your real body
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| I want your real body (This a real body) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Real Body , by - D Smoke. Song from the album Black Habits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп