Fredo Bang – My Body Lyrics

Fredo Bang – My Body Lyrics

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
Wear it out
Wear it out (Let’s go Markel)
Wear it out
Wear it out
Wear it out
Yeah

I love a girl that keep my mind racin’
I can tell it’s good just off your conversation (Yeah)
I’m not stoppin’ ’til you’re mine, baby
Tryna hit you with that .9, baby
Why would we await? That’s only time wastin’
She was a good girl, she barely go to clubs
I change her life, now she like fuckin’ on a thug
Bitch bad, I’m on her skin just like Dove
I told her she my light, I’m tryna leave it on a [?]

Got a bad bitch in my ride (Yes sir)
Rollin’ all [?] (Yes sir)
And you can see it in her eyes (Yes sir)
That she don’t never want another guy (Yes sir)
And we ain’t got to make love (Yes sir)
And we can just cuddle up (Yes sir)
But, if she want me to beat it up (Yes sir)
You damn right I’ll beat it up (Yes sir)

My body, your body
My body, your body
My body, your body
My body, your body

That outside dick keep them hoes sick
CashApp, [?], you know I’m jumpin’ on it (Jumpin’ on it)
That outside dick keep them hoes sick (Bitch bad, bitch bad)
CashApp, [?], you know I’m jumpin’ on it (Bad bitch, bad)

Baby got it on, she quick to take it, she don’t need it (Jumpin’ on it)
Plus, her credit good, she a keeper (Jumpin’ on it)
She my flirt, but, she ain’t fuckin’, she a teaser (Jumpin’ on it)
She like to take her time, she a Libra (Jumpin’ on it)
Yeah, I’m in the water, got it bustin’ like a bubble
She want feelings, she won’t slide like a rubber
I got a girl, but, that ho worth the trouble (He got a bitch)
He want you bad to be fuckin’ undercover (But, I ain’t worried ’bout her)

Worried ’bout her
Worried ’bout her
Worried, worried, worried ’bout her
He got a— Worried ’bout her
Worried ’bout her
Worried ’bout her
Worried, worried, worried ’bout her
He got a— Worried ’bout her
Got a— Got a— Got a— Got a— Got a—
Got a— He got a bitch
But, I ain’t worried ’bout her

Got a bad bitch in my ride (Yes sir)
Rollin’ all [?] (Yes sir)
And you can see it in her eyes (Yes sir)
That she don’t never want another guy (Yes sir)
And we ain’t got to make love (Yes sir)
And we can just cuddle up (Yes sir)
But, if she want me to beat it up (Yes sir)
You damn right I’ll beat it up (Yes sir)

My body, your body
My body, your body
My body, your body
My body, your body

Jumpin’ on it
J-J-J-J-Jumpin’ on it, jumpin’ on it
J-J-J-J-Jumpin’ on it, jumpin’ on it
Jumpin’, jumpin’, jumpin’, jumpin’, jumpin’
Jumpin’, jumpin’, jumpin’ on it
J-J-J-J-Jumpin’ on it, jumpin’ on it
He got a bitch, but, I ain’t worried ’bout her
He got a bitch, but, I ain’t worried ’bout her

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