The Body Lyrics - Jeremih

Baby you got a body like a Benz 

And I'm just tryna drive it once again 

Baby you got a body like a Benz 

And I'm just tryna drive it once again 

Shawty can I be your tank, yeah 

I start of with that "What you drinkin'?" 

Pardon if I'm road raging 

But I know you heard my drive is crazy 

Yeah, let me pace that, with some patience 

Let me do it till I fill every void 

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 can door you up, baby suicide 

A little wordplay, I'm hoping I can make you smile 

Least until I'm out of line like a DUI 

Girl you remind me of my Jeep 

Can I see what's up with that G-Wagon 

Can I take you off of these streets 

To the side of me, I'm tryna see your hazards 

Tryna 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 skrrtin' through 

Came through in the brew, tryna leave in the coupe 

That mean I gots a few, but I believe in you 

Tryna chase the cat, know I'm killin' the dog 

You ain't feeling me naw, that mean I don't need the roof 

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You remind me of my Jeep, I wanna ride it 

You something like my car 

I got the keys to them, I need the keys to you 

You put on a show, you don't need no clothes 

Give me little bit more, always take it slow 

I know you don't wanna stop, I'm tryna make it go 

Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose 

Baby you got a body like a Benz 

And I'm just tryna drive it once again 

Baby you got a body like a Benz 

And I'm just tryna drive it once again 

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A good woman is scarce to us 

And I wasn't prepared to love 

And it sound crazy, but your miles crazy 

I'm just here cause your character good (truth be told) 

A good nigga is rare to her (truth be told) 

You heard it all but hear this love 

One night with dude, I be the reason you cute 

So let me know am I clear enough, yeah wassup 

Way I, way I, that's the way I think 

Shawty straight like, a concert on Bay Orange street 

In the morning I slide over, she needs a ride I'm like 

"Tight, let's keep it AMG" 

Slidin' down, precipitating is straight 

Top down, let me kiss your physique 

I'm diggin' your flee, 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 

Nothing will stop it, I slide in no problem 

Ch-ch-chop it, my swipe your parts 

Sections her weapon, my snake in her garden 

So know when I'm not here the viper is on 

You put on a show, you don't need no clothes 

Give me little bit more, always take it slow 

I know you don't wanna stop, I'm tryna make it go 

Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose 

Baby you got a body like a Benz 

And I'm just tryna drive it once again 

Baby you got a body like a Benz 

And I'm just tryna drive it once again 

(Baby you got a body like a Benz 

And I'm just tryna drive it once again 

Baby you got a body like a Benz 

And I'm just tryna drive it once again)