Pretty Ricky - Your Body Lyrics
Added On: May 30, 2005
| Last Update: July 9, 2006
Your Body by Pretty Ricky Lyrics
Yes sir
Yes sir
Yes sir
Yes sir
[Chorus]
i got new shoes on the ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes (yes sir)
That I'm lookin for a cutiepie (yes sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (yes sir)
And we can just cuddle up (yes sir)
and if she want me to beat it up(yes sir)
Then damn it ima beat it up (yes sir)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
[Baby Blue]
I don't know why, but the ladies call me baby blue the sticker
They take me and rape me and make me they victim
I listen and teach 'em if they married I seek em
If they look like wifey material, then I keep 'em
Stuntin' through the city tryin' to find a lady who
Beautiful, but she gotta have booty too
Baby blue gonna let you do what you wanna do
you can jump on me if you really want to
dressed up in Armoni
knock knock knock at your door like a promdate
let me meet your momay
im a head of my class
havin a blast
yeah i barely passed
but i'm still pushin my jag
[Chorus]
I got new shoes on my ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes (yes sir)
That I'm lookin for a cutiepie (yes sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (yes sir)
And we can just cuddle up (yes sir)
And if she want mw to beat it up(yes sir)
Then damn it ima beat it up (yes sir)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
[SPECTACULAR]
Top down blue star tag
Ol' master bear skin rugs in the jag
Spectac with the bad chick in the back
tryin hit er up like an Everlast punching bag
hotter than a bisquick biscuit out the oven
your baby mama go on missions to get this lovin
we kissin and huggin she never pick her phone up
You be lookin for her while we doin the grown up
she complain when i'm out on tour
how i never get to call or come roun no more
yes sir, the game is automatic, give it to 'em one time
They come back like addicts.
[Chorus]
I got new shoes on my ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes (yes sir)
That I'm lookin for a cutiepie (yes sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (yes sir)
And we can just cuddle up (yes sir)
and if she want me to beat it up (yes sir)
Then damn it ima beat it up (yes sir)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
[Slick 'Em]
Well let me step up in this thang
Right lookin smellin good
lookin good Spec and Baby Blue and Pleasure Fool
That's all we got!
let me drop my top pull up in the parking lot
grab a grape soda bag of chips
that's all I got
park outside minglin wit' my homeboys
fake dap fake hugs leave me alone boy
plus the candy lookin good enough to eat
you can tell by the way the girls actin cross the street
but on the other hand
Alfalfa Just hit me on my metro
say a party in the bar hard baby let's go
the balla tick no questions asked, so I jumped out the white jag
smooth like Shaft come here girl!
I got new shoes on my ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes (yes sir)
That I'm lookin for a cutiepie (yes sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (yes sir)
And we can just cuddle up (yes sir)
If she want me to beat it up(yes sir)
Then damn it ima beat it up (yes sir)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
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Pretty Ricky - Your Body Lyrics
on Nov 15, 2005 19:56
