Body just right
Body just right
And your face card don't decline
And you keep it tight
Keep that thang tight
Baby, you the one, you just my type
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
They don't do it like you, baby
They can't do it like you, baby
They ain't got shit on you, baby
You be shittin' on these hoes
I mean out here doing 'em bold, yeah
You done got yo motherf*ckin' bread up
Got yo bread up
You ain't f*ckin' with that nigga
Now you fed up
Now you fed up
Ain't no stressin, get dressed and go flex huh?
Flex
With your hair done
Flex
With your nails done
Flex
And you out here lookin' thick
Got your ex-man lookin' sick
Yeah, you already know it
Now you know that you the shit
Now you know that you the shit
Can't nobody tell you shit
Can't nobody tell you
Body just right
Body just right
And your face card don't decline
And you keep it tight
Keep that thang tight
Baby you the one, you just my type
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect
You the perfect
You the perfect
You the perfect
Cal Crazi - intro 4 her Lyrics
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Body just right
Body just right
And your face card don't decline
And you keep it tight
Keep that thang tight
Baby, you the one, you just my type
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
They don't do it like you, baby
They can't do it like you, baby
They ain't got shit on you, baby
You be shittin' on these hoes
I mean out here doing 'em bold, yeah
You done got yo motherf*ckin' bread up
Got yo bread up
You ain't f*ckin' with that nigga
Now you fed up
Now you fed up
Ain't no stressin, get dressed and go flex huh?
Flex
With your hair done
Flex
With your nails done
Flex
And you out here lookin' thick
Got your ex-man lookin' sick
Yeah, you already know it
Now you know that you the shit
Now you know that you the shit
Can't nobody tell you shit
Can't nobody tell you
Body just right
Body just right
And your face card don't decline
And you keep it tight
Keep that thang tight
Baby you the one, you just my type
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect
You the perfect
You the perfect
You the perfect
Body just right
And your face card don't decline
And you keep it tight
Keep that thang tight
Baby, you the one, you just my type
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
They don't do it like you, baby
They can't do it like you, baby
They ain't got shit on you, baby
You be shittin' on these hoes
I mean out here doing 'em bold, yeah
You done got yo motherf*ckin' bread up
Got yo bread up
You ain't f*ckin' with that nigga
Now you fed up
Now you fed up
Ain't no stressin, get dressed and go flex huh?
Flex
With your hair done
Flex
With your nails done
Flex
And you out here lookin' thick
Got your ex-man lookin' sick
Yeah, you already know it
Now you know that you the shit
Now you know that you the shit
Can't nobody tell you shit
Can't nobody tell you
Body just right
Body just right
And your face card don't decline
And you keep it tight
Keep that thang tight
Baby you the one, you just my type
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect type
You the perfect
You the perfect
You the perfect
You the perfect
You the perfect
Writer: Calvin Woltz III
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