Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Body, artist - Wale. Album song The Album About Nothing, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Maybach
Song language: English
The Body |
| Baby you got a body like a Benz |
| And I’m just tryna drive it once again |
| Shawty can I be your tank, yeah |
| I start of with that «What you drinkin'?» |
| Pardon if I’m road raging |
| But I know you heard my drive is crazy |
| Yeah, let me pace that, with some patience |
| Let me do it till I fill every void |
| You’re like a Maybach, thinking damn, they ain’t even make 'em like you no more |
| It’s like a high beam gleaming through your eye (bling) |
| I can door you up, baby suicide |
| A little wordplay, I’m hoping I can make you smile |
| Least until I’m out of line like a DUI |
| Girl you remind me of my Jeep |
| Can I see what’s up with that G-Wagon |
| Can I take you off of these streets |
| To the side of me, I’m tryna see your hazards |
| Tryna be with the baddest, won’t be the fastest |
| Gotta make it last, I hope you comfortable |
| I need to get to you, you’re like a 62 |
| A little work, then it’s curtains when I’m skrrtin’through |
| Came through in the brw, tryna leave in the coupe |
| That mean I gots a few, but I believe in you |
| Tryna chase the cat, know I’m killin’the dog |
| You ain’t feeling me naw, that mean I don’t need the roof |
| You remind me of my Jeep, I wanna ride it You something like my car |
| I got the keys to them, I need the keys to you |
| You put on a show, you don’t need no clothes |
| Give me little bit more, always take it slow |
| 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 |
| A good woman is scarce to us And I wasn’t prepared to love |
| And it sound crazy, but your miles crazy |
| I’m just here cause your character good (truth be told) |
| A good nigga is rare to her (truth be told) |
| You heard it all but hear this love |
| One night with dude, I be the reason you |
| So let me know am I clear enough, yeah wassup |
| Way I, way I, that’s the way I think |
| Shawty straight like, a concert on street |
| In the morning I slide over, she needs a ride I’m like |
| «Tight, let’s keep it AMG» |
| Slidin’down, precipitating is straight |
| Top down, let me kiss your physique |
| I’m diggin’your, I’m checkin’your gear |
| Can tell you had a good year, spent a grip on your feet |
| She like when I drive it, I like it in park |
| Pull that thing over you likely to sore |
| I got her floating like riding on stars |
| So I keep it GPS, see where this going |
| Nothing will stop it, I slide in no problem |
| Ch-ch-chop it, my swipe your parts |
| Sections her weapon, my snake in her garden |
| So know when I’m not here the is on |