Body Talk - Ofenbach

He's got a problem so he's just my type I'm so in love with always having someone on my mind I've got a thing for shitty poetry that doesn't rhyme I've got a thing for wasting my time It doesn't matter to me It doesn't matter Who you are You're just a warm body, baby You're so adult, baby Tell me 'bout your wasted life You're so mature And I can tell by how you did that line It doesn't matter to me It doesn't matter Who you are You're just a warm body, baby Everybody wants to lose control Everybody wants to lose control Everybody wants to lose control Everybody wants to lose control

Yeat concert, Yeat, Yeat (come on, man) Man, this nigga on another world right now They said, uh, niggas was gettin' tazed Bitches was poppin' pussy by the front door Niggas was throwin' chairs, everything was goin' down 50-thousand people, Yeat concert, twizzy shit right here Real twizzy shit right here (real twizzy shit right here) You guys don't know 'bout it Jump out at the show (uh, I'm working on dying), jump out at the show Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the job (BNYX) 'Bout to train my diamonds, yeah, they smackin' head to toe "Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let me go Huh, riding in that, B-U-L-L Tonka truck Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me I got my blicky tucked Headin' number one up on these charts Bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what? A-a-all we do is just go number one, uh And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch, it's the first of the month Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne, lil' bitch I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun (hey, hey, hey) I went and painted the Benz I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the don All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother My slime, my twizzy, my mom I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't listen to it I don't wanna hear 'bout none And the whip got two R, yeah, Rolls-Royce, yeah, with the Cullinan bought I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and away from the top, it's the time of month I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again, 'bout to triple the sum How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?) How you gon' talk to the feds? (Woo) How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo), now you gon' talk to the lead (huh?) I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh, you already heard what I said, huh (woo) Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah, I got big boy bread (woo, woo, woo) And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe, yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes', huh (woo, woo, woo) You ain't even made no money, yeah, don't make no sense, huh (woo, woo, woo) I destroyed the coupe, I'm 'bout to jump out again Jump out at the show (uh, I'm working on dying), jump out at the show Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the job (BNYX) 'Bout to train my diamonds, yeah, they smackin' head to toe "Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let me go Huh, riding in that, B-U-L-L Tonka truck Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me I got my blicky tucked Headin' number one up on these charts Bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what? A-a-all we do is just go number one, uh And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch, it's the first of the month Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne, lil' bitch I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun (hey, hey, hey) I went and painted the Benz I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the don All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother My slime, my twizzy, my mom I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't listen to it I don't wanna hear 'bout none And the whip got two R, yeah, Rolls-Royce, yeah, with the Cullinan bought I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and away from the top, it's the time of month I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again, 'bout to triple the sum How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?) How you gon' talk to the feds? (Woo) How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo), now you gon' talk to the lead (huh?) I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh, you already heard what I said, huh (woo) Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah, I got big boy bread (woo, woo, woo) And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe, yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes', huh (woo, woo, woo) You ain't even made no money, yeah, don't make no sense, huh (woo, woo, woo) I destroyed the coupe, I'm 'bout to jump out again

DJ Matt-D E o brabo tem nome Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah, woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada, ah, ah Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah-woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada Ah, ah, ah, tá, tá, ah (baby, baby) Ah, tá, tá, baby, ah, ah, ah, ah

Oh, I'd rather be kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand In your apartment on the weekends Lift up my dress to see where you've been That's what I want and that's where I am Bite off an apple right from your fridge Come here and taste it right off my lips Spill your emotions into my hands That's what I want I smell like a rose, can I have you in doses? No, I don't wanna fight, but I will if you like I don't swim, I just dive right into those blue-green eyes No, I don't wanna fight, I just, I just wanna be Kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand In your apartment on the weekends Lift up my dress to see where you've been That's what I want and that's where I am Bite off an apple right from your fridge Come here and taste it right off my lips Spill your emotions into my hands That's what I want And da-da-da-da-da-da The sun in our eyes, this love is blind Let's not decide whether we're too far gone 'Cause I'd rather be Kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand In your apartment on the weekends Lift up my dress to see where you've been That's what I want and that's where I am Bite off an apple right from your fridge Come here and taste it right off my lips Spill your emotions into my hands That's what I want (That's what I want) Oh, oh, oh, oh da-da-dumn That's what I Dum da-da-dum, oh That's what I

Waking up next to you in the middle of the week Never needed anyone to send me off to sleep And I know I said, "Go Slow" But I can't hold back no more Got a premonition this ain't gonna be a fling You make a weekend feel like a year Baby, you got me changing 24-7, I want you here I hope you feel the same thing I want you to be the one that's on my mind On my mind, on my mind I want you to be there on a Monday night Tuesday night, every night Are you gonna be the one that's on my mind? 3-6-5, all the time I want you to be the one to stay And give me the night and day Love it when you come back and can't take it when you leave Got me fantasizing our initials already And I wanna just let go Fall in deeper than before Say that you are ready, lock it up in a heart beat I want you to be the one that's on my mind On my mind, on my mind I want you to be there on a Monday night Tuesday night, every night Are you gonna be the one that's on my mind? 3-6-5, all the time I want you to be the one to stay And give me the night and day I think about you all the time 24-7, 3-6-5 I think about you all the time 24-7, 3-6-5 Are you gonna be the one? Are you gonna be the one? (Are you gonna be the one?) I want you to be the one I want you to be the one that's on my mind On my mind, on my mind I want you to be there on a Monday night Tuesday night, every night Are you gonna be the one that's on my mind? 3-6-5, all the time I want you to be the one to stay And give me the night and day I think about you all the time 24-7, 3-6-5 I think about you all the time 24-7, 3-6-5

You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down And you, you enchant me, even when you're not around If there, there are boundaries, I will try to knock them down I'm latching on babe, now I know what I have found I feel we're close enough I wanna lock in your love I feel we're close enough I wanna lock in your love Your love And now I've got you in my space I won't let go of you You got me shackled in my embrace I'm latching onto you I feel so encaptured, you got me wrapped up in your touch I feel so enamoured, hold me tight within your clutch And how did you do it, you got me losing all my breath How did you give me, to have my heart beat out my chest And now I've got you in my space I won't let go of you You got me shackled in my embrace I'm latching onto you And now I've got you in my space I won't let go of you You got me shackled in my embrace I'm latching onto you I'm latching onto you I'm latching onto you I'm latching onto you I'm latching onto you I'm latching onto you Woah... woah... woah... I'm latching onto you I'm latching onto you I'm latching onto you I'm latching onto you And now I've got you in my space I won't let go of you You got me shackled in my embrace I'm latching onto you