| She body to body
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| And she 'bout it 'bout it
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| She like to get lit
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| Betta ask about her
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| She my lil situation, situation (Situation)
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| She my lil situation, situation
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| She like to get lit
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| Pour up and mix
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| Ice up her wrist
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| Play with her, make a nigga come off they hip
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| I ain’t never been number two fucking with a nigga
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| I’m the situation tell a bitch go figure (Uh)
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| No top in a g-string
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| And I been the type of bitch to take errr thang
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| Niggas throw gifts and shit to see a bitch smile
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| And the house drive way about 8 miles
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| He fruit loop he wrist now he my PayPal
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| And these bitches cant take that I’m the wave now
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| We body to body
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| He rubbing it on me he wanna get naughty
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| But I know if I fall and my feelings get deep
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| Then he might end up bodied
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| So I don’t even play with 'em
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| While his man hood stiff
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| And his hands grabbing tight on my blue denim
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| My Louboutin’s cant a bitch fill 'em
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| I let a nigga know quick I’m a self made go getter
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| We body to body
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| He throwing me keys to that phantom big body
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| He shop in Dubai he import and export
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| I take classes, palates
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| Make the bank account stretch like elastic
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| You can pop a rubber band or you can swipe the plastic
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| I make 'em blow the whole damn bank, do damage
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| 'Cause if he don’t swipe the card you ain’t a bad bitch (Ya)
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| She body to body (She body to body)
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| And she 'bout it 'bout it (She 'bout it 'bout it)
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| She like to get lit (She like to get lit)
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| Betta ask about her (Ay)
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| She my lil situation, situation (Situation)
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| She my lil situation, situation
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| She like to get lit
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| Pour up and mix (Pour up and mix)
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| Ice up her wrist
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| Play with her, make a nigga come off they hip
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| When the clock strikes 12 and the lights dim
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| Champagne bubble bath its just me and him
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| Sex on dead presidents, I’m elite, ya bitch
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| Top floor penthouse, I can teach ya bitch
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| Bet one phone call he got come through
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| With a gift for the neck and the wrist too
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| Girl I know every password and the codes blue
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| And if he throw me the dutch I can roll It too
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| We body to body
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| I got his tongue deep in my body
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| Like I’m riding a Harley
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| Like police Behind me nobody can stop me
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| Girl I ride a nigga face like its first class
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| Can’t stand no nigga who come fast
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| Who be trying hard to get it back up fast
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| Get soft on me a bitch got pass
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| We body to body
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| Now he cold beating my body
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| Telling me all of his secrets
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| Confessing to me that he don’t want nobody
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| I break these niggas down like hoes
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| You fucking with a vet, true pimp, I suppose
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| Ion love these niggas and that’s a wine toast
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| And ill never let a nigga get to close (Uh)
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| She body to body (She body to body)
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| And she 'bout it 'bout it (She 'bout it 'bout it)
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| She like to get lit (She like to get lit)
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| Betta ask about her (Ay)
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| She my lil situation, situation (Situation)
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| She my lil situation, situation
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| She like to get lit
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| Pour up and mix (Pour up and mix)
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| Ice up her wrist
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| Play with her, make a nigga come off they hip
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| My body all over your body
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| Your body all over my body baby
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| Never been much of a lover boy
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| I never got that far
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| But bae you, you be touching my heart
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| And pimping ain’t a contact sport
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| We body to body kinda bionic
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| Me and your body that’s modern day science
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| Me and that cat that’s tigers and lions
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| I give you brain like Johnny Mnemonic
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| You know your body look good got my nerves bad
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| I beat it up like a step dad
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| You say you ride a nigga face like first class
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| I let you ride mine so long you get jet lagged
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| Oh but you got ride this dick like a S-Class
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| You ride this dick like its at Six Flags
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| You ride this dick like you in spin class
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| You ride this dick like you got temp tags
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| You swallow dick like it was slim fast
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| You monkey’d on that dick the chimp dance
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| Don’t worry about if I come fast
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| Its got jump right back up I’m a young man
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| Its got jump right back up do the Jumpman
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| Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman
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| And Trina yo body' isn’t like anybody’s
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| When that was my body
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| I bodied that body you still can get bodied
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| I bodied that body
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| I bodied that body
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| You ain’t gotta tell nobody
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| Like fuck everybody
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| Yeah, so fuck everybody
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| That my lil situation
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| So fuck everybody
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| All over your body, babe
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| Your body all over my body, babe
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| Lil Tunechi’s body
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| It’s body to body
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| Lil Tunechi’s body
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| Body to body |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Situation , by - Trina. Song from the album The One, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп