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Lyric Take You Home With Me a.k.a. Body


[Jay-Z]
Uh, uhh uhh, Kel s
Young, M, X, tra, money, let s go

[Chorus 2X: R. Kelly + (Girl)]
Girl you know you got a body-adi-adi (do you like it?)
Where you get your little body-adi-adi (do you want it?)
Girl I wanna freak your body-adi-adi (what you want it?)
I just wanna take you home with me

[Jay-Z]
She get it from her momma..
You can t tie a sweater over that ass, it hotter than pajamas
We lay back, blowin ganja
DVD, she make it hard to watch a flat TV - WHOA
I crept up behind her
Mami threw it like a quarterback, I caught that like Rice
I call mami Montana, bandana
Tied her hands up - this is gangsta love
Threw on a rap CD, we gangsta fucked
This ain t R&B smooth, I ain t a R&B dude
Poured a glass of Army, got mami in the mood
Then she stripped for me like the "Moulin Rouge"
I think I might wife her
Y know, powder blue Roc-a-Wear suit, white Nike her
Add mami to the cypher
R.O.C. for life cuz, the gang motherfucker

[Chorus]

[R. Kelly]
I make ya hotter than the next bitch - no need
for you to ever sweat the next bitch - with speed
I make the next bitch see the exit - indeed
Gotta know you re ver-ily respected - by me
You get the keys to the Lexus - but no drive
You get your own 2002, she through ridin
Keep yo ass tighter than Versace
That s why you gotta watch yo friends
You gotta watch me, they connivin shit
See I just wanna freak your body-adi-adi
I know you don t do this for everybody-adi
But everybody ain t as horny as me
And your body s - callin, me...

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Uhh, yeah
Mami shot through the pad with the Mark Jacobs bag
The thick stitched seam and her favorite ass jeans
Y all know the first date wearers
to make objects bigger than they appear like a rearview mirror
Oh her shoe game is real
She gave em the Christian Libountins(?) with the four inch heels
But honestly my favorite type of gear
is a scrungy for her hair and LaPearla underwear, clear?

[R. Kelly]
Girl I hear you callin, let s stop stallin
Do what we came to do
Girl I hear you callin, let s stop stallin
Baby I want you, yeah

[Chorus]