Fuck Your Body

'Your Body' is a song recorded by American singer Christina Aguilera. The song was written by Tiffany Amber, Savan Kotecha, Shellback, and produced by Max Martin for Aguilera's seventh studio album titled 'Lotus'. The official demo of 'Your Body' leaked online August 23, 2012. The official music video for "Your Body" was filmed on August 20 and August 21, 2012 in Los Angeles. Billboard reported that Aguilera was working hard on the follow-up to 2010's Bionic; Billboard's source said the "club banger," produced by Swedish pop hit-maker Max Martin, featured a chorus built around the line, 'All I want to do is fuck your body." On August 23, 2012, a demo version of the song was leaked online. On September 12, 2012, Aguilera took to Twitter to reveal details about the album and the song, including the cover art. RCA Records premiered the song on Ryan Seacrest and radio on September 14, and it was available for on-line purchase three days later. The song was also sent to Top 40 Mainstream radio and Rhythmic radio on September 18. The cover artwork features Aguilera wrapped in a sheer blush-colored piece of fabric. Aguilera's appearance in the artwork was well-received by critics. TJ of Neon Limelight called the cover "sizzling" and wrote that it features her "bodacious curves on full display." Byron Flitsch of MTV News praised the track, calling it "a stunning cover art that has rendered us totally speechless." Danica Bellini of Mstarz wrote that "the photo reveals a rather curvaceous and sexy 'Stripped' star" and that "Aguilera looks fantastic. Maggie Malach of AOL Music said it was a "throwback to her 'Genie in a Bottle' days" while Nicole James of Fuse compared it to the Marilyn Monroe photo shoot The Last Sitting. The song has received very positive reviews from music critics. Katie Hasty of HitFix wrote that "Aguilera's voice is crisp and up-front in this boudoir battle cry, and the shuffling early '00s beat is prime for any number of potential remixes. Story Gilmore of Neon Limelight called it "smoking hot". The review from The Guardian Express was positive, writing that "the lyrics are easy to learn and the hook is catchy as hell. It also wrote that "All in all, the track achieves what it’s set to do: show off Christina’s vocal talent pairing it with Martin’s catchy beats ensuring that it will be a club anthem for a few months.Jason Lipshut of Billboard saw it is "not as sexually demonstrative as, "Dirrty," but it is a new suggestive anthem for a self-proclaimed 'freak'. Amy Sciarretto of Pop Crush called the song "Uber catchy yet, sexy, and sultry at the same time" and praised Aguilera for using her "God given talent, and belter's voice". Sciarretto concluded: "This is 2012′s club banger that does away with subtext and hints. Xtina manages to walk the tightrope between electronically enhanced dance music and pretty pop, and she does it while wearing six-inch stilettos. Nice work, girl!."

[Verse 1: ChillinIT] Ah, shit I sniff the coke with the rich folk And spit that sick flow Yabba-dabba-do! She screw that Flintstone Fling stone at the rapper that tryin' to switch flows Nympho with the hips, she be hanging off hip bones You've got your ideas different if you buyed my business Keep the bitches on my hips, Siamese sisters I ain't be quitting till I find these riches If you heard I'm givin' up, Chinese whispers, hah Since sixteen, was me and like six teens Spittin' fire sixteens, this boy could spit mean Got big dreams 'cause the mouth spit fresh like Listerine Me and Christine Aguilera on that big screen Tryin' to get a little dirty, I spit the mean bars Deep scars, you're stupid like retard She smiled 'cause she wetter and wild than theme parks We pass 'round that ganja, letting that weed spark Girl, pass me the blunt, please, I got them young Gs They carry bigger knives than Crocodile Dundee I don't fuck with it 'cause the bars too funky Trust me, I'm swinging on your bars like a monkey Way too patient, Blakey is on the station Tryin' to show the world these states of elevation Tryin' to show the world the rhythmical situation This nation, they stopping and staring upon that greatness, boy I want the house with the pool and the jetski Test me, homie, we kicking it like we Jet Li Stress me, homie, these words are so dirty My verses are tryin' to fuck you in the ear Through your headpiece, boy You wanna ride with the push to start But you stuck with a ride that you push to start Wait, I mean you literally push to start You get the fuck up out your front seat and push your car, hah I'm the best man I'm not your guy at the wedding in the best man Literally the best man Green Street hooligan, but I don't go for West Ham Yes, damn, Skepta shot down at my next chance, ha I'm Rick James, mix it with Ving Rhames Switchblades, cocaine, some bars, and a mixtape Bad bitch, fat spliff and we fuck her for six days Fillet mignon, that pussy like Lil Wayne I partied with Russell Brand, rolled up a couple grams Called Ed Sheeran and flew to the motherland I borrowed a hundred grand, then wrapped it in rubber bands Just to throw it at a stripper that told me she loved to dance And that ass so fat, you build a home on it Pussy so good, fuck a dollar, put the mortgage and the loan on it I make the pussy ring like my phone on it Gotta say I'm 420 Hahaha, fuck, I'm just too psyched to be back, feels good Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait [Interlude: Connor McGregor] I just wanna say from the bottom of me heart I'd like to take this chance to apologise To absolutely nobody The double champ does what the fuck he wants [Verse 2: ChillinIT] Chill, where the fuck you been? Been next to the fire I'm warmin' the bars with a bit of that heat Flow making the temperature higher UFC fighter, got 'em tapped out Smoke Herb Dean till I feel blacked out And the road to success on GPS So I guess I got the whole thing mapped out Broke 'cause I fucked Tryin' to get a little more coke for that buzz Tryin' to have a line, but the whole bag's gone So I'm probably gonna fuckin' overdose in the club DJ, turn the vocalist up I'll send the man deaf that are close to the front Trust me, if your girl got them booty See them damn legs? I'ma open 'em up You could get strike, ten-pin bowling Been on the ball, but nah, we not Spalding Not Ellie, but covered in gold-ing Brother, it's poker, trust me, you're folding Limp Bizkit, I keep rollin' Ain't Drake, but I been controllin' Limp Bizkit, I keep rollin' Ain't Drake, but I been controllin' Young girls come down tryin' to kick it with me Tell a girl that she's not FIFA Now she wanna be my queen (Nah) Tell her she's not Latifah You hear the bass get deeper I fiend for the rap that come through the speaker Simon said, follow the leader Bottle, bottle, swallow, repeat it Huh, I just crash my car Like my last name Brock and my first name Peter Look, young boy not down for the games and I don't play Sega Fuck me, spit bars so sick that my fan base all got a virus, Zika And I feel on top of the world I don't even rhyme these bars no more Ha, funky medina Saturday night, I been stuck with a fever At a disco with a disco biscuit While the disco bitches try and touch on the wiener Earn more stripes than a zebra Spotted your girl like a cheetah Beyoncé'd that bitch, made her a diva Now catch us on the next season of Cheaters See me go A-plus, see me flow C-minus Minus the fact I'm the head of this rap ting The CEO of the bars, C3, add one Boom, go bang when the C4 blow Tell John Cena that he couldn't see me But tell him I see him when he see me flow I'm a smooth operator, call me head honcho Brew got me wasted like pronto I get under your belly like Alfonzo More box than a Mario game, huh I'm partial insane, in an hour it gets dark in my lane Rap track gets spat back these days And your chat lads don't put heart in your game I don't fuck with the Instagram Much rather get me an instant gram Smoke me a blunt, I'm 'bout to see what's up 'Cause I've never been a bitch, I'm an instant man I don't fuck with the Instagram Much rather get me an instant gram Smoke me a blunt, I'm 'bout to see what's up 'Cause I've never been a bitch, I'm an instant man Not western, but you're what I'm into Slice like razors, cut like a Ginsu Fuck me while you judge me If you don't know me, you don't know what I been through Not western, but you're what I'm into Slice like razors, cut like a Ginsu Fuck me while you judge me If you don't know me, you don't know what I been through Chill