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[Verse 1] The music got a tune 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 [Bridge] Hit it, girl, hit it, girl Hit it, girl, hit it, girl Hit it, girl, hit it, girl, hit it, girl, hit it, girl Hit it, girl, hit it, girl, hit it, girl, hit it, girl Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it Hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit hit Hit Drop it (Mm, yeah) Body move Body groove Body move Body groove [Verse 2] I'd really like for you to be my private dancer Her body smoking, bet she'll die from cancer She dancing hard, hard as good crack More fucking hook back [Bridge] Back, back Hook back Back, back Back, back [Verse 3] 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 [Bridge] Fucking rock it Fucking rock it Fucking rock it Fucking rock it Fucking rock it Drop it Let me hit it (hit it, hit it), girl (Mm, yeah) Body move Body groove Body move Body groove Drop it Hit it (Mm, yeah) Hit it Hit it Hit it (Mm, yeah) [Outro] Body move, rock it Body groove, rock it Body move, rock it Body groove, rock it Body move, rock it Body groove, rock it Body move, rock it Body groove, rock it