Pretty Ricky - Your Body Lyrics

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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)
But if  she want me to beat it up(yes sir)
Then damnit ill 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 ol' baby blue the sticker
They take me and make me they victim 
I lick em and freak 'em if they married I stick game
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 feel on it if you really want to
get a taste of this salami
knock knock knock knock you down like a tsunami but see you like the tommy
I'mma ahead of my class gettin' head in the jag 
look in the duffle bag see benjamin heads on the cash

[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)
But if she want me to beat it up(yes sir)
Then damnit ill 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)

Top down blue star tag 
Ol' master bear skin rugs in the jag
Spectac with the bad chick in the back 
tryin ta beat it 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 she catch back spasms,
but she love when she get the back to back orgasms
yes sir, the game is automatic, give it to 'em one time
They come back like addicts.

[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)
But if she want me to beat it up (yes sir)
Then damnit ill 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
faked out 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 park hard baby let's go
the balla tick no questions asked, so I jumped out the white jag 
smooth like Shaq come her girl!

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)
But if she want me to beat it up (yes sir)
Then damnit ill 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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lyrics submitted by "Steffi" Da Best on 15-06-2005
lyrics corrected by NaynayLuvJody on 21-06-2005