The music got her to Make her body move And when a body move, a body groove, a body oh It got me feeling like I wanna take her home But I've been drinking like I might not make it home She got that body language when she strut her stuff She a bad girl and I can't get enough
Don't stop, get it girl Rocking with the rhythm girl Morning fun, type one night Let me hit it, girl Hit it girl Hit it
Drop it
Mm, yeah
Body move Body move Body move Body move
I'd really like Be my private dancer Her body smoking Did she die from cancer? She dancing hard Hard as good crack
More fucking hook back Back Hook back Back
So if you with it girl Then won't you roll with me? Her body language had me hotter than a stolen jeep
Cool me off, baby I need an ice pack The way she bended over and touched her toes I really like that
Fucking rock it Fucking rock it Fucking rock it Fucking rock it