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Body (Migos Version) Lyrics by Sean Paul Sean Paul , Migos
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Intro
S to the p
Ayy, ayy
Don corleonie
Migos and sean paul in the buildin'
Mally mall
And you know we smoke blunts to the face
Migos
Everybody sayin' up, up away
Chorus 1
My girl, cau' the body weh yuh got worth more than 'bout a billion
Ayy, ayy
Just wanna feel ya
Ayy, ayy
And get familiar, ayy
The body weh yuh got worth more than 'bout a trillion
I just wanna feel ya
I wanna steal ya, girl
Verse 1
Offset!
She gorgeous, i'ma pay her mortgage
I'ma buy you christian louboutin you can't afford it
Take you on a trip 'cause i know that your nigga borin'
Christian dior scrapin' on the floor when we boardin'
Her booty roll and she go slow motion, i stroke it
There's somethin' 'bout you, you know you special, you golden
Smoking gas like i'm willy nelson in belgium
Like the handyman with the hammer, i nailed it
Come and ride with a g, fly than a feather
Hit it from the back, i'm bussin' like barettas
Pulled up in my lamborghini when i met her
You nigga kept on cheatin' and i know you fed up
If you wanna keep your lady, better keep your bread up
I had her in my mansion, told her put her leg up
Paid the bill, wrapped her in chanel from her head up
Girl, you're just like an angel, did you come from heaven?
Bridge
You keep it hot with your body, hot with your clothes
Love how yuh tun up and a give me di pose
Hot, hot with your body, hot with your clothes
Love how yuh tun up and a give me di pose
My girl, mek mi tek yuh pon an evening cruise
Tell yuh seh yuh just cyaah lose
Giddy up, giddy up
Baby girl, don't get confused
Chorus 2
Becau' di body weh yuh got worth more than 'bout a billion
Ayy, ayy
Just wanna feel ya
Ayy, ayy
And get familiar, ayy
Di body weh yuh got worth more than 'bout a trillion
I just wanna feel ya
Yeah, yeah
I wanna steal ya, girl
Verse 2
The way that you're talkin', i figured, girl, you look familiar
Live in luxury, babe, we not regular civilians
I'm a superhero, but once a villain, wanting the millions
Got them notice every time that we in the buildin'
Walkin' in with them balmains, out in the sun
And i fathered all you niggas 'cause rappers, y'all my sons
Don't care that if they catchin' you, you gon' be number one
Came from the bum, servin' crumb, fuckin' bitches stallions
Ayy, ayy
Hundreds of bottles and beautiful models
I wanna sing to her, quavo sinatra
She know that i'm young but she lovin' my posture
She told me get rid of my chicks on my roster
Okay, okay, okay
It's cool, girl, whatever you say
She catch a body 'cause she have a ak
She catch a body 'cause she have a ak
And she won't sell work
She gon' ride against the world 'cause that's my girl
Céline bag was her dream bag
When she woke up in the mornin', let her seen that
Bridge
Hot with your body, hot with your clothes
Love how yuh tun up and a give me di pose
Hot, hot with your body, hot with your clothes
Love how yuh tun up and a give me di pose
My girl, mek mi tek yuh pon an evening cruise
Tell yuh seh yuh just cyaah lose
Giddy up, giddy up
Baby girl, don't get confused
Chorus 3
Becau' di body weh yuh got worth more than 'bout a billion
Ayy, ayy
Just wanna feel ya
Ayy, ayy
And get familiar, ayy
Di body weh yuh got worth more than 'bout a trillion
I just wanna feel ya
Yeah, yeah
I wanna steal ya, girl
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