Yo-Yo, Teena Marie - Body Work lyrics
[Yo-Yo, Teena Marie - Body Work lyrics]
Uh, uh, stop stop, don't
Don't ever do that no
Because, I know if I let you
It's gon' be all around town
And I just don't have my
Business sounding like that you know what
You don't know how to keep no secret
I mean when this song is gon' be out
People are gonna know my sh's the bomb
And I'm not worried about that uh, uh, no
Stop don't, don't, stop, stop aight
You gon' get yourself in some trouble
Alright let's do it
Damn, this a trip I know he
Wanted to get at me
Jumped into my hoopdie wanna feel something?
Knockin' for a head of this bump
Flava I give it to him now
If he don't tell later
Patience baby, don't rush
It's been too long and I
Just can't give it up it's vigin material
Gotta watch what I'm doin'
I can't hand it to everyone
Just because they rulin'
But, I let you cause I sweat
You and your style is unique
You just don't have your business
All in the street
So people, slide it in and press play
Let me take you for a ride around my way
Okay
(Chorus - Teena Marie)
All you do is push it in
Then you push it out
That's the dance we call the push
If you got it let me hear you shout
Push out, and, push out, and
Push out, and push out, and in
Go 'head, go 'head let your body work
Go 'head let your body jerk
Hot of the wax, wait till you hit the back
The B-Side is the bomb, word to Mom
Check the material, juicy like cereal
'95 flava, a year later
You know it's poppin and ain't
No stoppin' my beat
The techniques you use are those of a freak
Sit back and observe, right next to the kerb
Gettin' it on, Daddy got nerve
You know I let cause I sweat
You and your style is unique
You just don't have your business
All in the street
So people, slide it in and press play
Let me take you for a ride around my way
Okay
Be honest with me when it's done
Don't be callin' me Mommy if
I ain't number one
Aight son, what you think
Tell me if this shit stinks
So let you here before we hit the streets
Do I have enough funk in my trunk
To make a fella do right or
Make a fella do wrong
Was it better from the back on every track
I won't be offended if you
Say this shit is wack
See, you know I let you cause I
Sweat you and your style is unique
You just don't have your business
All in the street
So people, slide it in and press play
Let me take for a ride around my way, okay
Don't ever do that no
Because, I know if I let you
It's gon' be all around town
And I just don't have my
Business sounding like that you know what
You don't know how to keep no secret
I mean when this song is gon' be out
People are gonna know my sh's the bomb
And I'm not worried about that uh, uh, no
Stop don't, don't, stop, stop aight
You gon' get yourself in some trouble
Alright let's do it
Damn, this a trip I know he
Wanted to get at me
Jumped into my hoopdie wanna feel something?
Knockin' for a head of this bump
Flava I give it to him now
If he don't tell later
Patience baby, don't rush
It's been too long and I
Just can't give it up it's vigin material
Gotta watch what I'm doin'
I can't hand it to everyone
Just because they rulin'
But, I let you cause I sweat
You and your style is unique
You just don't have your business
All in the street
So people, slide it in and press play
Let me take you for a ride around my way
Okay
(Chorus - Teena Marie)
All you do is push it in
Then you push it out
That's the dance we call the push
If you got it let me hear you shout
Push out, and, push out, and
Push out, and push out, and in
Go 'head, go 'head let your body work
Go 'head let your body jerk
Hot of the wax, wait till you hit the back
The B-Side is the bomb, word to Mom
Check the material, juicy like cereal
'95 flava, a year later
You know it's poppin and ain't
No stoppin' my beat
The techniques you use are those of a freak
Sit back and observe, right next to the kerb
Gettin' it on, Daddy got nerve
You know I let cause I sweat
You and your style is unique
You just don't have your business
All in the street
So people, slide it in and press play
Let me take you for a ride around my way
Okay
Be honest with me when it's done
Don't be callin' me Mommy if
I ain't number one
Aight son, what you think
Tell me if this shit stinks
So let you here before we hit the streets
Do I have enough funk in my trunk
To make a fella do right or
Make a fella do wrong
Was it better from the back on every track
I won't be offended if you
Say this shit is wack
See, you know I let you cause I
Sweat you and your style is unique
You just don't have your business
All in the street
So people, slide it in and press play
Let me take for a ride around my way, okay