JAY-Z, R. Kelly - Take You Home with Me a.k.a. Body (MTV Unplugged) lyrics

Uh, uhh uhh, Kel's
Young, M, ex, tra, money, let's go

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
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

She get it from her momma
You can't tie a sweater over that ass
Or hide it in 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 Rocawear suit
White Nike her add mami to the cypher
R-O-C for life cuz, the gang, motherfucker

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
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

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 thoroughly respected
- by me
You get the keys to the Lexus - but no drive
You get your own 2002, she through ridin'
Keep yo' ass tight up in 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

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
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

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 rear view mirror
Oh, her shoe game is real
She gave 'em the Christian Louboutin's
With the four inch heels
But honestly my favorite type of gear
Is a scrungy for her
Hair and LaPearla underwear, clear?

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

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
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
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