The Body (feat. Jeremih)

Baby, you got a body like a Benz (and now we know disrespect but)
I'm just trying to drive it once again
Baby, you got a body like a Benz (I just want to provide like butterflies)
I'm just trying to drive it once again (my shawty)

Shawty, can I be your tank girl, tank girl? (Girl)
I start off with that, "What you drinkin', drinkin'? (Girl)
Pardon if I'm road raging, raging
But I know you heard my drive is crazy, crazy, uh (yeah, bro)

Yeah, let me pace that with some patience, let me do it 'til I fill every void, uh
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 adore you up, baby suicide
Pro wordplay, I'm hoping I can make you smile, 'least 'til I'm out of line like a DUI

Girl, you remind me of my Jeep (my Jeep)
Can I see what's up with that G-Wagon?
Can I take you off of these streets? (You're on me)
To the side of me, I'm trying to see your hazards
Trying to 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 skrrting through
Came through in the group, trying to leave in the coupe
That mean I got a few, but I believe in you

Trying to chase the cat, know I'm killing it, dawg
You ain't feeling me now, that mean I don't need the roof
You remind me of my Jeep, I wanna ride it (what?)
You something like my car (what?)
I got the keys to them, I need the keys to you

You put on a show (you put on a show)
You don't need no clothes (you don't need no clothes)
Give me little bit more (give me little bit more)
Always take it slow (always take it slow)
I know you don't wanna stop (I know you -)
I'm trying to make it go (trying to make it go)
Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose

Baby, you got a body like a Benz (whoa, ooh-ooh)
And I'm just trying to drive it once again (ooh-ooh)
Baby, you got a body like a Benz (ooh-ooh)
And I'm just trying to drive it once again (won't be writing a poetic)

Ah, let's get it
A good woman is scarce to us (us) and I wasn't prepared to love
I know it sound crazy but your miles scare me
I'm just here 'cause your character good (truth be told)
A good n- is rare to her (truth be told)
You heard it all, but hear this love (uh)
One night with dude, I be the reason you cool
So let me know am I clear enough

Yeah, what's up? Way I, way I, that's the way I think
Shawty straight like a concept on Bayonne Street
In the morning I slide over, she needs a ride, I'm like "Tight, let's keep it AMG"
Sliding down, precipitating is straight (what?)
Top down, let me kiss your physique (what?)
I'm digging your fleek, 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 (yeah)
Nothing will stop it, I slide in no prob
Ch-ch-chop it, my swipe your parts (uh)
Things her weapon, my snake in her garden
So know when I'm not here, the viper is on

You put on a show (did you? You put on a show)
You don't need no clothes (you don't need no clothes)
Give me little bit more (give me little bit more)
Always take it slow (always take it slow)
I know you don't wanna stop (I know you)
I'm trying to make it go (trying to make it go)
Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose

Baby, you got a body like a Benz (whoa, ooh-ooh)
And I'm just trying to drive it once again (ooh-ooh)
Baby, you got a body like a Benz (ooh-ooh)
And I'm just trying to drive it once again (you tell you're comin' Silver)

Baby, you got a body like a Benz
I'm just trying to drive it once again
Baby, you got a body like a Benz
I'm just trying to drive it once again



Credits
Writer(s): Robert S. Kelly, Jeremy P. Felton, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Kenneth Charles Coby, Cartier Grand
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