Kevin Gates

Body

Kevin Gates

Khaza


(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
I'm metaphoric (For real)
Check out her body, check out her body, yeah
(Look like DJ Chose)
I just wanted to make it sexy
Check out her body, check out her body, yeah
Twenty on your head, you just worth a Camaro
Ayy, fuck your shooter, I put him on some apparel (Oh)
She held it down, I took her down to Miami
Then I re-did her body, check out her body, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Spinnin' in a Camry, we lookin' for yo' family, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Got more bodies than Miami
fuck you doin' playin' with me?
Skippin' on a body, homie
She got them bodies on her
Strapped around her, showed the clip
the waist, it look like body armor
Fresh nail-polish, shell catcher with a stockin' on her
Big booty, dark skin, everybody plottin' on us
Big ol' long dick, I stuff it between her walls (Ooh-ooh)
She freaky, it ain't no secret, in public
she in my drawers (Damn)
Take a look around, who you?
Where you come from? (Yeah)
A lot of stacks and rubber bands
do you want some? (Do you want some?)
You just hold it down, and I might take you to London
"Sak pase, " might take you to London
Now, I might like to propose a toast
Quiet and she solid on side me
don't do the most (Don't get out of line)
Twenty on your head, you just worth a Camaro (Vroom)
Ayy, fuck your shooter, I put him on some apparel (Pew)
She held it down, I took her down to Miami
Then I re-did her body, check out her body, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Spinnin' in a Camry, we lookin' for yo' family, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Got more bodies than Miami, fuck you doin' playin' with me?
I just made a milf dance, I said, "Ooh, that bitch retarded"
And I know it got a name, but, I don't know what to call it
When I pull her hair and hit her
from the back, she go to talkin'
I just whisper to her softly, I say, "Dímelo cantando"
Now, we cross the water, shawty pregnant with two daughters
Lila encanto, mami, dámelo despacio
Into calisthenics, I ain't talkin' 'bout no six-pack
Keep your girl away from me, you never get your bitch back
Drums go to hittin', I ain't talkin' like no bongo
Silverback gorilla concreted in the jungle
Heavily tatted, ain't no duckin' from Brasi, I mean
I'm out my body, I'm out my body, yeah
Thinkin' this reminded me of Bonnie and Clyde
Tell me, have you ever knew a love like mine? (Mm)
Twenty on your head, you just worth a Camaro (Vroom)
Ayy, fuck your shooter, I put him on some apparel (Pew)
She held it down, I took her down to Miami
Then I re-did her body, check out her body, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Spinnin' in a Camry, we lookin' for yo' family, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Got more bodies than Miami, fuck you doin' playin' with me?
P-P-P-Playin' with me

Compositores: Norman Payne, Kevin Gilyard, Michael Romito (Michael J Ro), Nicholas Mira (Nick Mira), Rio Francesco Leyva, Nicolas Diego Baran, Parker Douglas Young (Paryo)
ECAD: Obra #38927492

Encontrou algum erro na letra? Por favor, envie uma correção >

Compartilhe
esta música

Ouça estações relacionadas a Kevin Gates no Vagalume.FM
ESTAÇÕES