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Keep it up, I can't get enough of you, that's your real body, uh That's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh Keep it up, you won't see enough of me, that's your real body, uh That's your real body, uh, that's your real body Told you they only imperfections That's why when I address you, it's only respect you Got a story to tell Every scar, every line on your hips is only hieroglyphs I'm reading your walls I'm beating your odds I couldn't help but notice that little oval-shaped birthmark on your hip Or that mole located over your lip I could overdose on you and go comatose and be a few hours late to everywhere I gotta go You the genuine article Like a diamond made out of coal Plus inside, you got a heart of gold I could try to find every blemish and erase it But I'd rather trace it I promise I'm not impatient Everything but your heart is entirely naked Got you under a microscope, I'm fully focused Eliminated all distractions and integrated all our passion, we finally made it And now for the conversation, listen Keep it up, I can't get enough of you, that's your real body, uh Letras de cancionesThat's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh Keep it up, you won't see enough of me, that's your real body, uh That's your real body, uh, that's your real body (That's my real body, yeah) Thighs mimic strawberries Ripe for the right picking Rolls for your Thanksgiving [?] nappy, Hi-C drinking Hit your stroke, boy, and go'n to me Feel good to have no fear Love it when you are near Really, baby, fuck on me Okay Keep it up, I can't get enough of you, that's your real body, uh That's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh Keep it up, you won't see enough of me, that's your real body, uh That's your real body, uh, that's your real body Ah, ah Mind if I go again? I see your stripes and you earned 'em from fluctuation I can't wait to grip up, that's enough to play with We gon' knock off that stress, I know how your day went And I love when you top me Lookin' down like, "Damn, that shit sloppy" I'm a nigga, but damn, I be papi You don't get it, but I talk that shit 'cause you love to hear it Understand la panocha 'ta abierta Tiramela pa' 'tras si estaría sé por Te comeré la caja como un cerdo Pero I'm a dog, seré tú perro Supa I want your real body This a real body I want your real body I want your real body (This a real body) From Letras Mania