JAY-Z & R. KELLY - Take You Home With Me a.k.a. Body lyrics

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[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]