Rick Ross - Body 2 Body (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: DJ Khaled] Ayo baby, tell your friends to get with my friends And we can be friends, this the remix [Chorus: Chris Brown] Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind Cause you know I wanna get it in And tell me why would we just think about it? If you want it then I got it We can be body to body, body to body I don't mean to rush you girl But we should be body to body Body to body, body to body [Verse 1: Ace Hood] What it do lil mama, I was thinking we'd get more acquainted Baby this the G-mix, we get heated leave them panties ain't it? She say her last was super wack, his s** was overrated Gotta give her the good I'm liking the wood and now it's over lady I give her that pound game, then I slows it up Nibbling on ya ear, she love that teasing stuff See you'se a nasty girl, with yo fine a** If it's wet enough I might just need a wine gla** Ha, I'm super freaky, no top on the ghini No flaw in my diamonds, a house on my pinky We body 2 body, I keep me a hottie She kinky as hell, get it off in the lobbies [Chorus] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] You only live once, tonight we do it twice Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right Birking baby, go merk 'em baby Got some pocket change too, now ya working baby Got her the Bently coupe, she call that old news My Tamara Braxton, doing shows too Paid well, like she supposed to I'm a made man, I'm into old school No j**els, which is rough for me But she's so cool, I kiss her carefully Emergency room, she was there for me Right back on my feet, I swear I'd never leave [Chorus] [Verse 3: Wale] If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but Ya see all we got is tonight and I ain't tryna see that far All we need is convenient love And I don't mean convo when I say I wanna know how deep you are Ha, look Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong You could ask me all you want, but my name ain't oh my god Pa**ionate in that sack, pa**ionate with this rap She scratching all on my back, jaw like f**ing up my new tats Girl work it out, spread it out like word of mouth You know I'm tryna k** that sh**, make sure that urn is out Now we body to body, go inside and she shaking Ain't too fond of relationships though my hobby is relation I ain't really been tricking but Ms. body's persuasive Keep yo mind out my business, I keep yo body in labels And I'm stunting, once expired my movements Gordo My Penn Stated I ain't lying, Shout out Mr. Paterno, word up, Wale [Chorus]