Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real Body, artist - D Smoke. Album song Black Habits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, WoodWorks
Song language: English
Real Body |
| Keep it up, I can’t get enough of you, that’s your real body, uh |
| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh |
| Keep it up, you won’t see enough of me, that’s your real body, uh |
| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body |
| Told you they only imperfections |
| That’s why when I address you, it’s only respect you |
| Got a story to tell |
| Every scar, every line on your hips is only hieroglyphs |
| I’m reading your walls, I’m beating your odds |
| I couldn’t help but notice that little oval-shaped birthmark on your hip |
| Or that mole located over your lip |
| I could overdose on you and go comatose and be a few hours late to everywhere I |
| gotta go |
| You the genuine article like a diamond made out of coal |
| Plus inside, you got a heart of gold |
| I could try to find every blemish and erase it |
| But I’d rather trace it |
| I promise I’m not impatient |
| Everything but your heart is entirely naked |
| Got you under a microscope, I’m fully focused |
| Eliminated all distractions and integrated all our passion, we finally made it |
| And now for the conversation, listen |
| Keep it up, I can’t get enough of you, that’s your real body, uh |
| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh |
| Keep it up, you won’t see enough of me, that’s your real body, uh |
| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body (That's my real body, yeah) |
| Thighs mimic strawberries |
| Ripe for the right picking |
| Rolls for your Thanksgiving |
| Full C, nappy, Hi-C drinking |
| Hit your stroke, boy, and go’n to me |
| Feel good to have no fear |
| Love it when you are near |
| Really, baby, fuck on me |
| Okay |
| Keep it up, I can’t get enough of you, that’s your real body, uh |
| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body, uh |
| Keep it up, you won’t see enough of me, that’s your real body, uh |
| That’s your real body, uh, that’s your real body |
| Ah, ah |
| Mind if I go again? |
| I see your stripes and you earned 'em from fluctuation |
| I can’t wait to grip up, that’s enough to play with |
| We gon' knock off that stress, I know how your day went |
| And I love when you top me |
| Lookin' down like, «Damn, that shit sloppy» |
| I’m a nigga, but damn, I be papi |
| You don’t get it, but I talk that shit 'cause you love to hear it |
| Understand la panocha 'ta abierta |
| Tiramela pa' 'tras si estaría sé por |
| Te comeré la caja como un cerdo |
| Pero I’m a dog, seré tú perro |
| Supa |
| I want your real body |
| This a real body |
| I want your real body |
| I want your real body (This a real body) |