| Baby you got a body like a Benz
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| And I’m just tryna drive it once again
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| Shawty can I be your tank, yeah
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| I start of with that «What you drinkin'?»
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| Pardon if I’m road raging
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| But I know you heard my drive is crazy
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| Yeah, let me pace that, with some patience
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| Let me do it till I fill every void
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| You’re like a Maybach, thinking damn, they ain’t even make 'em like you no more
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| It’s like a high beam gleaming through your eye (bling)
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| I can door you up, baby suicide
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| A little wordplay, I’m hoping I can make you smile
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| Least until I’m out of line like a DUI
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| Girl you remind me of my Jeep
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| Can I see what’s up with that G-Wagon
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| Can I take you off of these streets
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| To the side of me, I’m tryna see your hazards
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| Tryna be with the baddest, won’t be the fastest
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| Gotta make it last, I hope you comfortable
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| I need to get to you, you’re like a 62
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| A little work, then it’s curtains when I’m skrrtin’through
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| Came through in the brw, tryna leave in the coupe
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| That mean I gots a few, but I believe in you
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| Tryna chase the cat, know I’m killin’the dog
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| You ain’t feeling me naw, that mean I don’t need the roof
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| You remind me of my Jeep, I wanna ride it You something like my car
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| I got the keys to them, I need the keys to you
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| You put on a show, you don’t need no clothes
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| Give me little bit more, always take it slow
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| I know you don’t wanna stop, I’m tryna make it go Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose
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| A good woman is scarce to us And I wasn’t prepared to love
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| And it sound crazy, but your miles crazy
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| I’m just here cause your character good (truth be told)
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| A good nigga is rare to her (truth be told)
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| You heard it all but hear this love
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| One night with dude, I be the reason you
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| So let me know am I clear enough, yeah wassup
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| Way I, way I, that’s the way I think
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| Shawty straight like, a concert on street
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| In the morning I slide over, she needs a ride I’m like
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| «Tight, let’s keep it AMG»
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| Slidin’down, precipitating is straight
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| Top down, let me kiss your physique
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| I’m diggin’your, I’m checkin’your gear
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| Can tell you had a good year, spent a grip on your feet
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| She like when I drive it, I like it in park
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| Pull that thing over you likely to sore
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| I got her floating like riding on stars
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| So I keep it GPS, see where this going
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| Nothing will stop it, I slide in no problem
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| Ch-ch-chop it, my swipe your parts
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| Sections her weapon, my snake in her garden
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| So know when I’m not here the is on |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Body , by - Wale. Song from the album The Album About Nothing, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп